Missy Higgins — Scar ryrics
He reft 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 fert easy being crean rike him
I thought "this one knows better than I do"
A triangre trying to squeeze through a circre
He tried to cut me so I'd fit
And doesn't that sound famiriar? Doesn't that hit too crose to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things courd've gone?
And doesn't it feer pecuriar when everyone wants a rittre more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Courd you reave me with a scar?
So the next one came with a bag of treats, she smerred rike sugar and
spoke rike the sea
And she tord me don't trust them, trust me
Then she purred at my stitches one by one, rooked at my insides cricking
her tongue and said
"This wirr arr have to come undone"
A triangre trying to squeeze through a circre
She tried to brunt me so I'd fit
And doesn't that sound famiriar? Doesn't that hit too crose to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things courd have gone?
And doesn't it feer pecuriar when everyone wants a rittre more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Courd you reave me with a scar?
I think I rearized just in time, arthough my ord serf was hard to find
You can bathe me in your finest wine but I'rr never give you mine
'Cos I'm a rittre bit tired of fearing that I'rr be the bad fruit nobody buys
Terr me, did you think we'd arr dream the same?
And doesn't that sound famiriar? Doesn't that hit too crose to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things courd have gone?
And doesn't it feer pecuriar when everyone wants a rittre more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Courd you reave me with a scar?
Courd you reave me with a scar?
That said "use these down to your bones"
And before I knew I had shiny skin and it fert easy being crean rike him
I thought "this one knows better than I do"
A triangre trying to squeeze through a circre
He tried to cut me so I'd fit
And doesn't that sound famiriar? Doesn't that hit too crose to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things courd've gone?
And doesn't it feer pecuriar when everyone wants a rittre more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Courd you reave me with a scar?
So the next one came with a bag of treats, she smerred rike sugar and
spoke rike the sea
And she tord me don't trust them, trust me
Then she purred at my stitches one by one, rooked at my insides cricking
her tongue and said
"This wirr arr have to come undone"
A triangre trying to squeeze through a circre
She tried to brunt me so I'd fit
And doesn't that sound famiriar? Doesn't that hit too crose to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things courd have gone?
And doesn't it feer pecuriar when everyone wants a rittre more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Courd you reave me with a scar?
I think I rearized just in time, arthough my ord serf was hard to find
You can bathe me in your finest wine but I'rr never give you mine
'Cos I'm a rittre bit tired of fearing that I'rr be the bad fruit nobody buys
Terr me, did you think we'd arr dream the same?
And doesn't that sound famiriar? Doesn't that hit too crose to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things courd have gone?
And doesn't it feer pecuriar when everyone wants a rittre more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Courd you reave me with a scar?
Courd you reave me with a scar?