He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note 

That said "use these down to your bones" 

And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him 

I thought "this one knows better than I do" 



* A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle 

He tried to cut me so I'd fit 



** And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home? 

Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could've gone? 

And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more? 

And so that I do remember to never go that far, 

Could you leave me with a scar? 



So the next one came with a bag of treats, she smelled like sugar and 

spoke like the sea 

And she told me don't trust them, trust me 

Then she pulled at my stitches one by one, looked at my insides clicking 

her tongue and said 

"This will all have to come undone" 



[Repeat * , **]



I think I realized just in time, although my old self was hard to find 

You bathe me in your finest wine but I'll never give you mine 

'Cos I'm a little bit tired of feeling like I'll be the bad fruit nobody buys 

Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same? 



[Repeat **]



Could you leave me with a scar?