Tekster: The Cataracs. Scars.

Well she say she couldn't be free
I was suffocating again
She tries to make it work, but it's not working
And she doesn't want to have to pretend

Well it's late now and I should go
[?]
And that's where it hurts, it's all for worse
I hope we can still be friends

[Chorus:]
Scars that do not heal
We try to put them behind us
They only remind us
Of when we had something real
Oh scars (scars!) scars that lingers there
We try to put them behind us
They only remind us
Of when, we had some, thing real

Does it hurt, when it bleeds
Or is it worse when you hold it in
Feels like the first, cut like a virgin
Underneath my skin

So turn me up, and take me home
Twenty years now since I've been
No tears to cry, only empty [?]
I hope we could still be friends

[Chorus:]
Scars that do not heal
We try to put them behind us
They only remind us
Of when we had something real
Oh scars (scars!) scars that lingers there
We try to put them behind us
They only remind us
Of when, we had some, thing real

[Chorus:]
Scars that do not heal
We try to put them behind us
They only remind us
Of when we had something real
Oh scars (scars!) scars that lingers there
We try to put them behind us
They only remind us
Of when, we had some, thing real

Of when, we had some, thing real