By your heart strings I'm hanging from a dream, Gently swinging in the warm autumn breeze.
Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up, no more.
Tip toeing along a strand of your hair suspended between, These thoughts and actions miles above reality.
Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
*(BACKGROUND)* Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up. Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Opening up, opening up, opening up, opening up... Look at the scars, You open me up, open me up... Smother a heart, Opening up, opening up. Look at the Scars, You open me up, opening up, open me up