Most of my scars are all inside
for I've had no one into confide
but does that make them any less real?
You have no idea how it feels
to fall head over heels
and yet to be so alone

In a world full of seven billion
I am one in one thousand million
So when I found one just like me
(that was you, if you can't already see)
you decided to leave her be
you should know, you crushed me

I guess you never truly knew
how much true love could be true
or how much someone might appeal to you
Or maybe you were just scared
of my scars, of me, impaired
or maybe you never really cared
and that's what scares me most