SCAR

You turn a page – you tear all the pictures out
the days are falling away...
What else? Is there anything else?
Nothing more to say

What is it that makes us ask who we are –
(turn a page, tear the pictures out)
who are all these people, watching and waiting
sharing the one same scar –

Cooler than this (turn another page)
cooler than that (tear the pictures out)
cooler than this (turn another page)
cooler than that (tear the pictures out)
cooler than this (turn another page)
cooler than that (tear all the pictures out)

You turn away - eat your heart out
your mind is seeping away
You say - who else? Is there anyone else?
Someone who would dare to stay

What is it that makes us ask who we are –
(turn a page, tear the pictures out)
who are all these people
watching and waiting
sharing the one same scar –

Cooler than this...

Whose picture did you take
here in the middle eight
why do you hide behind your future
with nothing but excuses
for you to trade on
nothing but excuses
to make your escape from

Turn a page – you tear all the pictures out
the years are drifting away…
What else, I hear you say
Is there anything else?
Now there’s a crying shame

What is it that makes us ask who we are –
(turn a page, tear the pictures out)
who are all these people, watching and waiting
sharing the one same scar –

Cooler than this...

© Lyrics/Music: Fraser