Marking myself with scars of shame
Oh, how deeply hurt I’ve been
Nothing changes and it sure don’t stay the same
Out-living my past again

Everyone seems so wicked
Every saint must have said
Everyone seems so wicked
Every soul must be read

Memories of a future unseen
Standing by watching myself fall apart
In my sins of vanity
I forgot to find my heart

My heart I did not follow
My soul just could not see
My heart I did...