When I have no words I stay in bed
If I had no heart I’d be dead
Every scar has its history
Two letters and a heart carved in a tree
Every scar has its history
Two letters and a heart carved in a tree

Sweet benjamin, don’t cry
Things we do to survive
Sweet benjamin, don’t cry
Sweet benjamin, don’t cry
Things we do to survive
Sweet benjamin, don’t cry
When I have no words I stay in bed
If I had no heart I’d be dead

Every scar has its history
Two letters and a heart carved in a tree
Every scar has its history
Two letters and a heart carved in a tree
(Burning cars and bridges
Healing scars and stitches…)