Michael Malarkey Scars

Do you like scars?
Do scars make the man?
Do you want me wounded and hardened?
My head in the sand?
My fists up in defiance
Is that what you understand?
Am I too good to be gone?
Beginning the ending for too long
This is my flagship attempt
At a second chance
Do you want me groveling and sober
A brilliant wreckage
Or three sheets to the wind
Three pages of you
But I've misplaced the truth?
Am I too good to be gone?
Beginning the ending for too long
Have we gone too far?
Have we lost our minds?
Imitating the seasons
And we fall behind
Have we gone too far?
Have we lost our minds?
Imitating the seasons
And we fall behind
So come on, come on, come on
Am I too good to be gone?