marked upon our hearts like badges of honor we carry these scars that love has left feeling unrepleated deleted and incompleted we are sure it is a deficiency of our making our choosing of losers losing any of us who have been around this world for any length of time carry many of these badges these scars cell bars wounds of wars the lovers who would never leave will leave did leave the world will end well it didn't end did it yet still the next time we will carry the thought another badge another scar it will hurt just as much you would think we would learn women are from Venus men are from Mars and we leave behind rewind you'll find scars