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