Scarred

She came from a small town

Hpnotized by the big city life

She came looking for a piece of action

All she got was the big city life

She tried to convince herself

This was leading somewhere

Just like on the last day of school

They were gone by the time she got there

She's like, "Whoa, I finally found my place"

And I'm like "Whoa, this girl can't keep them boys away"

And she says, "No, see, I used to have dreams"

But I cashed in something long ago that I can't redeem

What you are, just another cut away

Now you're scarred, and these scars won't fade

I still know, you don't get something for nothing

Without giving up your soul

She got the get it look

With the drink in her hand

And she feels like no one

She tries to put the past behind her

But she still owes him

If I ever get out of this place, things will be different

She still hides at the bottom of the bottle

And cries when she looks in the mirror

She's like, "Whoa, am I looking at myself?"

And I'm like "Whoa, I don't see nobody else"

And she says, "No, that's the price I paid"

And it'll cost me my life just to get out of the game

What you are, just another cut away

Now you're scarred, and these scars won't fade

I still know, you don't get something for nothing

Without giving up your soul

What you are, just another cut away

Now you're scarred, and these scars won't fade

I still know, you don't get something for nothing

Without giving up your soul

What you are, just another cut away

Now you're scarred, and these scars won't fade

I still know, you don't get something for nothing

Without giving up your soul