When Scars Become Art

So how will I trust you
When you say that you will love me
′Cause she said that too?
And how will you love me?
I was told I didn't deserve love, at least that′s the thing

Now don't say
Don't say that you′ll stay for good
Don′t tell me what I want to hear
'Cause you think you should
And teach, teach me to heal my scars
I′ve heard it said that beauty is when scars become art

'Cause I wanna love you for good
For good or for bad, when times get sad
And when we fight
And I wanna love you for good
For good or for bad, when you make me mad
′Cause you're the love of my life

So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me
So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me
So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me
Ohh, ohh
So take my hand, I wanna grow old with you beside me

′Cause I wanna love you for good
For good or for bad, when times get sad
And when we fight
And I wanna love you for good
For good or for bad, when you make me mad
'Cause you're the love of my life

Now how, how will I move on?
You taught me how to love again, and now you′re gone
And how will I bear the pain?
I guess for now, I′ll leave these flowers here at your grave