Counting Every Scar-T-sm

Counting Every Scar

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时间:2026-05-11

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(Verse 1)

I’m standing in the mirror with the bathroom light too bright

Looking at the map of us in the middle of the night

Every line around my eyes is a road we used to drive

A permanent reminder of how we stayed alive

You’re written on my shoulder, you’re etched into my palm

The storm has finally passed but I can’t handle the calm

I’m tracing every memory like a jagged little line

Where your world ended and I tried to salvage mine.

(Chorus)

And I’m counting every scar you left behind

Reading all the braille of a love that was blind

This one’s from the kitchen, that one’s from the hall

The biggest one is hidden where you let me hit the wall

I’m a notebook of the damage, a journal of the pain

Trying to find the beauty in the rust and in the rain

Yeah, I’m counting every scar...

And they all look like you.

(Verse 2)

Some are deep and purple, some are faded white and thin

Like the ghost of every"forever" that we couldn't keep within

I try to wear long sleeves to keep the history out of sight

But the skin remembers everything, especially the fight

It’s a strange kind of anatomy, this body of regret

Filled with all the heavy things I haven't finished yet

I’m a patchwork of the moments when the glass began to break

A living, breathing record of my favorite mistake.

(Bridge)

They say that scars make you stronger, that they toughen up the soul

But I’d rather be soft and I’d rather be whole

Instead, I’m just a witness to the way we fell apart

With a thousand little serrations right across my heart

One for every lie...

One for every goodbye.

(Chorus)

And I’m counting every scar you left behind

Reading all the braille of a love that was blind

This one’s from the kitchen, that one’s from the hall

The biggest one is hidden where you let me hit the wall

I’m a notebook of the damage, a journal of the pain

Trying to find the beauty in the rust and in the rain

Yeah, I’m counting every scar.

(Outro)

This one’s July...

This one’s the night you didn't cry...

I’m all out of room.

But I’m still...

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