Scratches Lyrics

Damn, here we go again.

I'm not a saint in a white chapel

But I did my best to be a good man.

Damn, here she comes again.

I hold my breath as I remember

The forgotten pain from this never ending game.

Damn, a teardrop on her skin.

I kissed her lips in the morning light.

Soft and sweet, they caught my off guard.

Damn, but it was just a dream.

I closed my eyes to see her again.

She was gone and took the dream along.

At first I thought I would win this game without any scratches.

Oh but then I turned around and saw there was nothing left to gain.

At first I thought I would stand strong without any noise.

Oh but then I made a sound and saw there was nothing left to say.