I'm sorry you have to see my scars
The ones on my arms old and new
The ones on my hips, those too
The ones on my thighs
There are more there than I thought
I did them there to not be caught

But the good news is, my love
My broken heart has been healed
So a new start for you can be revealed
My body is a mess
But my heart is yours, pure and clean
Now I feel beautiful, you make me gleam

it's dark and it's cold so we put our coats and scarves and gloves on before we
leave the house and catch the first train we can find to a city where we watch our
breath like little clouds in front of us and smoke and kiss and find a building to
climb to the roof and sit and drink until we are tipsy while we watch the world
and feel like we are on top of everything and think we are invincible and we hold hands
and kiss some more and talk about everything possible until the sun comes up over
the skyline when we climb back down and get a train home and climb into bed
together and tangle into each other then fall asleep for the rest of the day