You got lost, love, and you found trouble When you went looking for your life You got some scars and some others suffer But you keep on reaching for the light The doors of your heart were kicked open But you're leaving history far behind Can't break what's already been broken And now it's time
I know, know, know All that you've been through So I know, know, know Who you are, who you are Let 'em show, show, show It's your scars that give you beauty You're a beauty Don't cover your scars
Your scars Don't cover your scars They're your scars Don't cover your scars They're your scars
You're looking up now, you're looking skyward Your blackest night is turning blue All the tyrants that you've defeated The only one that's left is you The doors of your heart were kicked open But you're leaving history far behind Can't break what's already been broken But now it's time
I know, know, know All that you've been through I know, know, know Who you are, who you are Let 'em show, show, show It's your scars that give you beauty You're a beauty Don't cover your scars
Don't cover your scars They're your scars Don't cover your scars They're your scars
I'm the last of your loves, The loser, the least I'm the name on the form that demands your release I'm the silence when you grieve I'll keep you company Even if you don't believe that it's me
Put your hands on my hand Feel the nails of the state Punching holes in the innocent To fill them with hate When the townhall cries For someone to blame Making laws out of lies And legal robes out of shame
Put your hand in my side Feel the contours of control The silver spikes of friendship Traded for a soul The touch and the taste of me Vinegar sweet You won't know who I am The next time we meet The next time we meet
Compositores: Bono, Larry Mullen Jr., Adam Clayton, The Edge, Simon Carmody, Michel Zitron, John Martin & Martin Garrix