I'm raw like the scald of asphalt on my soul 
I'm barbed like the front line 
Scratched like a cue ball 
I cling to grievance, bad blood and salt 
Bark like a weak croup 
And I sink like gold 
Low expectations I try to work slow 
I shrug off mistakes and just hit the road 
I backtrack and sour and hush a bird's song 
I own up to nothing when I know I'm wrong
I'll cast the first stone 'cause I don't even care 
And I swear I don't think you can save me 

I hide from the sunshine and I've redefined my own moral code 
And I don't confrom to social order like standing in line 
I'm never useful 
I'd rather be blind to truce flags and drawbacks that test my resolve 
To shun scraps and mercy 
And I don't revolve around fighting the sting of knowing 
love's pain 
So I wind up winning again and again 
With only some scars to recall what I've lost 
And I swear I don't think you can save me 

I'm not one to fall for your easy way of saying the sweet things 
And making my day 
I won't go to pieces 
Succumb when you offer 
I'm like an angel and seem so thoughtful 
I'll dig in my heels and brace every time 
I swear I don't think you can save me 

Only some scars to recall what I've lost 
I swear I don't think you can save me