When Scars Become Art

So how will I trust you

When you say that you will love me 'cause she said that too?

And how will you love me?

I was told I didn't deserve love, at least that's the thing

Now don't say

Don't say that you'll stay for good

Don't tell me what I want to hear

'Cause you think you should

And teach, teach me to heal my scars

I've heard it said that beauty is when scars become art

'Cause I wanna love you for good

For good or for bad, when times get sad and when we fight

And I wanna love you for good

For good or for bad, when you make me mad

'Cause you're the love of my life

So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me

So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me

So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me, oh, oh

So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me

'Cause I wanna love you for good

For good or for bad, when times get sad and when we fight

And I wanna love you for good

For good or for bad, when you make me mad

'Cause you're the love of my life

Now how, how will I move on?

You taught me how to love again, and now you're gone

And how will I bear the pain?

I guess for now, I'll leave these flowers here at your grave