
The night you poured the drink over my head
You could have told me that you were jealous instead
Like the night you trashed my hotel room
Weren't you taught how to talk these things through
You called me 40 times an hour when you knew I was in a radio interview
100 times I have to tell you what I'm up to
That's why patience is a virtue
I was getting ready for a show
The night you trashed the hotel room
We could have just sat and talked
That's why patience is a virtue
When you bought me that beautiful red dress
I couldn't hide it cause I couldn't hide the bruises
You took the scissors out on my best jacket
Knowing damn well that was my favourite
You threw my phone against the wall cause there's a message
Then I told you it was just my girlfriend
Then you called my friend to find out all that she knew
Trusting me was the best that you could do
I started second guessing myself around you
Became a shadow of myself around you
Oh had to watch my steps around you
Cramped up, bottled up, trapped in your shoes
What doesn't kill me makes me stronger
Losing you means I live longer
Everyday with you has made me wiser
Tears have gone I smile wider
No longer need to put my make up on
to cover the scars coz the scars are gone
Now I'm scarless