Invisible Scars

Yeah. Oh. Ho-oh, ooh. Mmm.

Yeah. That woman walks in looking flawless, head held high. But behind that

smile, the tears she hides at night. Bruises fade, but her heart

still bleeds. She whispers, "Lord, please rescue me." A man in

a suit, driving home through the rain. Just lost his job,

how will he explain? He's thinking about the rent and mouths to

feed. But still, he smiles, though his soul's in need.

Everybody's got something, seen or unseen. So before you judge, remember one thing.