Scars

[Verse 1]
Late night in your hallway
Peeling paint and quiet fights
You said
“Tell me what you’re hiding”
I said
“I don’t have the time”
But my hands were shaking
Like they knew I lied
[Pre-Chorus]
Every step you took toward me
Made the air turn thin
I could taste the future
I could feel you give in
[Chorus]
These scars
You trace them like a map to where I’ve been
Slow drag
Every faded mark pulls you deeper in
You say my damage looks like art
You kiss the edges of my heart
You fall in love
With all my scars
(all my scars)
[Verse 2]
You read my broken stories
On the back of my arms
Names I tried to bury
Ghosts asleep in ink and marks
You said
“Pain can still be holy”
If it brought you this far
[Pre-Chorus]
You breathe on every fracture
Like a secret spell
You make my shame look softer
You make my curses melt
[Chorus]
These scars
You trace them like a map to where I’ve been
Slow drag
Every faded mark pulls you deeper in
You say my damage looks like art
You kiss the edges of my heart
You fall in love
With all my scars
(all my scars, oh)
[Bridge]
I’m afraid you’ll see the worst
Turn away and leave me first
But your hands don’t even shake
You just say my name
Again
Again
[Chorus]
These scars
You trace them like a map to where I’ve been
Slow drag
Every broken line pulls you back again
You say my damage looks like art
You wear the pieces of my heart
You fall in love
With all my scars
(all my scars, all my scars)
[Outro]
Stay
In the dark with me
Till the marks all sing
Till the hurt turns sweet
(Scars)

folk, Art-pop dream ballad with male vocals over warm sub bass, brushed drums, and distant folk guitar. Verses start intimate and hushed, light synth pads and subtle background vocals. Slow, relentless build: strings and airy choirs rise into a cinematic, seductive drop on the chorus. Final chorus swells with harmonies, toms, and reverb-drenched guitar, then decays into a bare vocal and fading pad., art pop, ballad, dream pop