Scars, scars
I've got them pickled in a jar
Fables and warnings
I eat them for breakfast
Every morning
Come and see for yourself
The time away has done me good
I'm ready to face the day
But I don't think I should just yet
I'm making good on my promises
Missives and directives
Go through me like laxatives
Tell me once more
It will be much easier to ignore
Come and see for yourself
The time away has done me good
I'm ready to face the day
But I don't think I should just yet
I'm making good on my promises