Paroles: The Thief of Always. Scars.

I'm not saying I'd be better off alone without you.
I'm just saying I'd be better off alone in a world
that makes you hate everything you have,
'cause I couldn't die knowing that I hated you.

I could spend my life trying to satisfy.
I'd prefer your touch to a glass of wine.
I've got my heart on the tip of my tongue,
waiting to jump overboard into a sea which none return.
I can only hope you feel the same.

Sometimes my brain is dripping thoughts like a summer rainstorm,
but I can never put them to words at the end of the day.
So I sing a song of the days of young,
back from when we said we'd never fall in love.

Well, time has other plans in the shape of a lover's last romance.
I found my love something to strive for.
I found my heart something to die for.
I'd give my all expecting nothing returned,
so that you could sleep soft when I bathe my scars in the dirt
for all the worms to nurse.

All these scars that we have come to know,
are in the end what makes us whole.