This one came from cooking This one opened twice These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes This one needed stitches, and This one you can't see This one isn't even there, but I feel them all because you don't care! Yeah-ah Cut right into me Yeah-ah Because I am made of scars Yes I am made of scars This one had it coming This one had a vice This one here I like to rub, on a dark and stormy night This one was my fathers And this one came from rings This one had me scared to death, but I guess I should be glad I'm not dead Yeah-ah Cut right into me Yeah-ah Because I am made of scars Yes I am made of scars Yeah-ah God, don't you believe it! God, don't you believe it! God, don't you believe it! God, don't you believe it! Yeah-ha! And now I find a way Everything you are I will betray Oh, now I find a way Everything you was inside me This one was the first one This one found a vein This one was an accident, but never give me pain This one was the first one, I don't remember how But I remember blood and rain and I never saw it coming again Yeah-ah Cut right into me Yeah-ah Because I am made of scars Yes I am made of scars Because I am made of scars Because I am made of scars Yeah-ah