When Scars Become Art (feat. Brooke Young)

So how will I trust you When you say that you will love me 'cause she said that too? And how will you love me? I was told I didn't deserve love, at least that's the thing Now don't say Don't say that you'll stay for good Don't tell me what I want to hear 'Cause you think you should And teach, teach me to heal my scars I've heard it said that beauty is when scars become art 'Cause I wanna love you for good For good or for bad, when times get sad and when we fight And I wanna love you for good For good or for bad, when you make me mad 'Cause you're the love of my life So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me, oh, oh So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me 'Cause I wanna love you for good For good or for bad, when times get sad and when we fight And I wanna love you for good For good or for bad, when you make me mad 'Cause you're the love of my life Now how, how will I move on? You taught me how to love again, and now you're gone And how will I bear the pain? I guess for now, I'll leave these flowers here at your grave