Today feels like it might be the wrong day for me to die.
I’ve been spending too much time believing in self-created lies
And words are just words, until they're put in to work.
And I’m standing so firm in this, firm in this.

Leave a mark upon the world, not across your arms,
a mark upon the world too beautiful for scars.

I can only hold up half the sky at one time
and I got through today so I could help you sleep at night.

I feel a tired in my eyes trying to find the sunrise
and I’m learning that life is getting through the night.

Leave a mark upon the world, not across your arms,
a mark upon the world too beautiful for scars.

I understand you.
A track record of track marks,
a small collection of stories
that never get told again.
I understand you.
Take pride in all the marks upon your soul.
Oh, they should show you
you've been through a hell of a life alone.

Leave a mark upon the world, not across your arms,
a mark upon the world too beautiful for scars.