[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] God damn it, Amy! Were not kids any more You cant just keep waltzing out of my life Leaving clothes on my bedroom floor Like nothing really matters Like pain doesnt hurt You should mean more to me by now Than just heartbreak and a short skirt [Chorus 1] You kind of remind me of scars on my arms That I made, when I was a kid With a disassembled disposable razor I stole from my dad When I thought that suffering was something Profound that weighed down on wise heads Not just something to be avoided Something normal people dread [Verse 2] Well God damn it, Amy! Well of course Ive changed! With all the things that Ive done and the places Ive been Id be a machine if Id stayed the same Youre still back where we started You havent changed at all Yeah youre still trying to live like a kid Like you could always have it all [Chorus 2] You know you kind of remind me of scars on my arms That I hid as best I could That I covered with ink, but in the right kind of light They still bleed through Showing that there are some things that I just cannot change No matter what I do The tell tale signs of being used Of being trapped inside of you [Bridge] Youre a beautiful butterfly Burned with a branding iron Onto my outside, into my insides Is a simple sign To show off your ownership Burned into my naked skin Onto my outside, into my insides [Verse 3] Its not even love anymore! Its just a claim upon my soul It stains my skin, yeah, and its on my breath And Im ashamed to get undressed In front of strangers, in case they see The tell tale signs that you have left all over me God damn it, Amy! [Chorus 3] Youll always remind me of scars on my arms That I know will never fade And its not like its something I think about each And every day I just occasionally catch myself scratching at them As if theyd ever go away But these tell tale signs are here to stay And in the end, you know, thats OK Because you will always be a part Of my patched up, patchwork, taped up tape deck heart
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