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Fun Lovin' Criminals

Girl With the Scar

We all walk down the street my love

we carry pain and we carry scars

we carry everything we love

we carry the girls we met in bars

we carry guilts and remorse

for all them fucked up things we done

and we carry on

we carry on

til our caring days are gone

when we blaze out past the burroughs

to a place where time forgot

I see the leaves are even changing

and my stomach starts to drop

Your face is in the moon

Still I try to find my rock

And now you live down by the river

And my key dont fit your lock

I can make it better

I know I can

I can make it better

Ill give everything I have

I can make it better

try and forget the pain

I can make it better

Has it really been that long

since u told me bout the war

yeah a thousand nights of blisters

and probably a thousand more

Id speed you from the city

in a stolen taxi cab

Id be wreckless on the LIE

Untill it starts to scab

Well Id tell you all bout those good things in your

life

and when I fail Id say I love u and ask u to be my wife

we could live out by the water

where its always summertime

Id love u even after

all your scars are mine

when we blaze out past the burroughs

to a place where time forgot

I see the leaves are even changing

and my stomach starts to drop

your face is in the moon again

But still I try and find my rock

now you live down by the river

and my key dont fit your lock

I can make it better

I know I can

I can make it better

Ill give everything I have

I can make it better

Try and fogret the pain

I can make it better

Well be together again