When I have no words I stay in bed If I had no heart I’d be dead Every scar has its history Two letters and a heart carved in a tree Every scar has its history Two letters and a heart carved in a tree Sweet benjamin, don’t cry Things we do to survive Sweet benjamin, don’t cry Sweet benjamin, don’t cry Things we do to survive Sweet benjamin, don’t cry When I have no words I stay in bed If I had no heart I’d be dead Every scar has its history Two letters and a heart carved in a tree Every scar has its history Two letters and a heart carved in a tree (Burning cars and bridges Healing scars and stitches…)