Worn-out clothes, shoes all torn
Standing alone where the streets are worn
Every day a punch, every night a fall
Nobody ever cared at all
Swallowed my voice in the dark, no sound
Cried all night, but no one's around
Scars on scars, they never fade
Nowhere to lean, nowhere to stay
A song left on my bruises, deep
Written down with tears I weep
The world erased me, left me dry
But these wounds won't fade, won't die
Empty room, cold floor at night
Never felt a touch that held me tight
Thrown away like I was nothing
Nobody ever called my name for something
Memories cut like an open wound
Try to forget, but they never move
Hands so stiff, I can't even cry
Ain't got the strength to even ask why
A song left on my bruises, deep
Written down with tears I weep
The world erased me, left me dry
But these wounds won't fade, won't die
Nights stack up, I fade away
No words left, I break, decay
Wish someone would call my name
But silence echoes just the same
A song left on my bruises, torn
No one will hear, I've been warned
But deep inside, these scars remain
Till they turn to songs and soak the pain