Your scars will talk What good will it do to hush em Afraid to even touch them Why God did you give me such luck I'm watching you watch me You look in my eye and see nothing But everything is what I dealt How true is your truth What's next A tug on my bottom lip I bet I'll have to get used to it Scolded even if I cry a bit My wounds My wounds gonna heal up quick Heal up quick Mercy is what they call me Sitting on my throne of pity Wondering where it will get me How true is my truth How true is my truth What's next A tug on my bottom lip I bet I'll have to get used to it I'm scolded Even if I cry a bit My wounds gonna heal up quick My wounds gonna heal up quick My wounds better heal up quick Heal up quick