Battle Scars

As kid with awkward manners
And really bad social skills
Took notes from my older brother
A douchebag without a spine
I made friends with all the bullies
Switched up my music style
Behaved like such a disease
I wore clothes I fucking hated
I couldn't say I played the guitar
Or wish I had coloured hair
I said I liked girls and cars
But trust me, I couldn't care less
Ouh-ouh
Life's too short to be wasted
Ouh-ouh
So I ran away
And I'm on my own
Battle scars up on my sleeves
Now I'm in control
Feeling brand new and relieved
Ready to go on
With a reason to believe
Yeah I'm on my own, oh oh
Time to lose it
I remember laughing out loud
To fit in with the gang
Never knew what jokes were allowed
I played safe and never said a fucking word
Came a time when my so called best friends
Found out who I really was
Didn't take long for them to move on
Looking back now I'm happy they're gone
Ouh-ouh
Life's too short to be wasted
Ouh-ouh
Or be lived as someone else
And I'm on my own
Battle scars up on my sleeves
Now I'm in control
Feeling brand new and relieved
Ready to go on
With a reason to believe
Yeah I'm on my own, oh oh
Time to lose it
Worn-out boots and a faded cap
Chasin dreams in a little town map
Heartbreak stories and a love that's true
We're singin' 'bout life, and it's me and you
I miss my truck
My girl left I'm fucked
I'll grab a beer…
What the fuck?
This is not a country song
And I'm on my own
Battle scars up on my sleeves
Now I'm in control
Feeling brand new and relieved
Ready to go on
With a reason to believe
Yeah I'm on my own, oh oh
Time to lose it