Scars Beyond Currency

(yeah) Money in the bank can't erase the trace of you.

I built a fortress out of green and gold

Thought a warm coat would cure the cold

But the scars under the silk still ache and show (mmmmm) Every

bill I count just feels like stone.

And the world keeps spinning on a dime

Trading love for a little bit of time

But I can't buy back what was mine.

Love scars and heavy pockets in the rain

Trying to use a dollar bill to hide the pain

The world is cold,

but the fire's in my chest (ohhhhh) I got everything but I

feel second best.

They see the shine but they miss the cracks

No receipts for the love we lack

Walking down a lonely golden track

(yeah, yeah) I'd give it all to get those moments back.

Love scars and heavy pockets in the rain

Trying to use a dollar bill to hide the pain

The world is cold,

but the fire's in my chest (ohhhhh) I got everything but I

feel second best.

Just empty paper and ancient history. (hmmmm)