We bared our scars for all to see, with no shame just our hearts Worn proudlyon our sleeves. 
Drained of everything that we have
You can pick away at every scab
But you will never bleed us of our love.

The cuts may have healed and the storm has blown over, 
But with a slight gust of wind
The knives could again dig in deep. 
The life we had on offer was one I would've rather refused. 
Your solace in booze

father that I hardly knew
No point left to prove
Just the [bad word] that we always knew.

But I had no choice and she had no say,
So we cast our hearts in plaster and made our love our wealth
Then together hand in hand
We walked the paths you never dared to walk yourself. 
Your last chance rose with the glass
Then sinks with the beer, 
You swallowed every memory of every moment you held dear. 
The whiskey stains but the bottle wont smash
With every sip you kid yourself it's the last. 
Another prisoner of choices time will never mend.