Each day I grow stronger on my own
Getting used to the idea of being alone
Looking back to realize how much I've grown
Though my heart grows colder, turning to stone
Because the past is in the past, I now accept
To live with the promises that weren't kept
Each time I get burned a new scar appears
Each time I get hurt I cry less and less tears
I learn from mistakes that have broken my heart
And now I'm more careful, right from the start
I build up my walls and let no one in
Last time I got hurt; they were much too thin
In a way I'm myself, though not quite the same
And I guess passing time is the one thing to blame
My innocence has begun to decay
Because wounds will heal, but the scars will stay
