Scarred Hands

I remember the mornings you would make my bed I'd leave for work so early, eyes still spinning in my head The coffee from last morning, it tastes better than yesterday My stomach churns, and my heart yearns for the warmth where you lay How your eyes fix on me When I walk in the door, there's a happiness I've never seen in the mirror there before How my worries disappear when you say it'll all be fine I realize there's no man out there with blessings as good as mine Got me sleeping on an air mattress in Cleveland Holding on a feeling that I've never felt before Blonde hair, brown eyes, and a perfect smile's the reason Why I'm still up sleepless, and my back is so damn sore My room is clean, but there's skeletons in my closet Unlike me, you're flawless, and my past is full of scars What's dead in me, yeah, you got it believing 'Cause even when I'm leaving, you make those mountains not feel so far Forgive me for who I was, know me for who I am If you don't always love me, well that makes two of us If I leave in the morning, I'll be long gone and you'll be fine Somehow I'll still be the one left in the dust Maybe it's the bourbon I keep drinking every time it's got me thinking about the things That we could really be But you've seen me at my darkest when I was lost and brokenhearted If I let you go, you'll take a piece of me My room is clean, but there's skeletons in my closet Unlike me, you're flawless, and my past is full of scars What's dead in me, yeah, you got it believing 'Cause even when I'm leaving, you make those mountains not feel so far So far Got me sleeping on an air mattress in Cleveland, holding on a feeling that I've never felt Before Blonde hair, brown eyes, and a perfect smile's the reason why I'm still up sleepless, and my Back is so damn sore