THIS ONE came from looking. THIS ONE opened twice. THESE TWO seemed as smooth as silk flushed against my eyes. THIS ONE needed stitches and. THIS ONE came from rings. THIS ONE isn't even there but I feel it more because you don't care. Yeah - CUT right into me. Yeah - because I am made of SCARS. Yes I am made of SCARS. THIS ONE had it coming. THIS ONE found a vein. THIS ONE was an accident but never gave me pain. THIS ONE was my fathers and. THIS ONE you can't see. THIS ONE had me scared to death. But I guess I should be glad I'm not dead. Yeah - CUT right into me. Yeah - because I am made of SCARS. Yes I am made of SCARS. Yeah. GOD - DON'T YOU BELIEVE THE HYPE!. DON'T BELIEVE IT!. ... And I will find a way - everything you are I will betray. Oh I swear that I will find a way - everything you are's inside me. THIS ONE was the first one. THIS ONE had a vice. THIS ONE here I like to rub on dark and stormy nights. THIS ONE was the last one - I don't remember how. But I remember blood and rain. AND I NEVER SAW IT COMING AGAIN. Yeah - CUT right into me. Yeah - because I am made of SCARS. Yes I am made of SCARS. Yes I am made of SCARS(3). That's what I'm made of!!