A scar is the past that will be passed around Passed around, passed around A scar is the past that will be passed around Passed around from you
Whatever you say, whatever you do The past will be there following you No matter how hard, how hard you try It will make a mark on your lover's heart
A scar a past, a past passed around Passed around, passed around A scar a past, a past passed around Passed around from you
Whatever you say, whatever you do The past will be there following you No matter how hard, how hard you try It will make a mark on your lover's heart
A hand springs out from the cheekbone A made up dance a made up song A dress falls down and then you laugh And all is joy and so is the voice It's like the choir sings with the little boy But soon you'll be told that this part has to change
A scar a past, a past passed around Passed around, passed around A scar a past, a past passed around Passed around from you
Whatever you say, whatever you do The past will be there following you No matter how hard, how hard you try It will make a mark on your lover's heart
There is no room for this type of wealth Act this way, shape yourself Into something that is no longer you Deny that side that nature gave A boy is a boy he don't act this way The shame gets taught and it finds its placeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
