Does it really matter
if I have a scar on my face,
does it scare you to think
that I'm not perfect
not pretty, an blase?
Well I know it's a sight
an that you always turn away
that you don't want me no-more
i hide from the day.
If I'm not what you want now
then please let me go....
let me have my solitude
let me be alone.
For what is left for me
besides being tosses aside
it's better for you to leave
and for me to hide.
I cry now at the site
the freak I've become
and know in my heart
that I'm better off alone.
No...no tears
no gentle goodbyes
you've done enough damage
so why stay an lie?
you take your leaving
and I'll say he's gone
out of my life
no more harm.
