Intro

Don't you ask yourself who you are.

That's not you talking, that's your scar.

Verse 1

You're still the same girl who yells at herself for stepping on a snail.

You're still a confused teen, with an app on your smartphone, head or tail.

Pre Chorus 1

Yeah, you lie awake at night,

Cry for Mr. Not So Right,

But you've still got your own light,

Hold on to that, hold on tight.

Chorus

Don't you ask yourself who you are.

That ain't you talking, that's your scar.

This girl you see in the mirror?

That's you. The veil? That's your scar.

Honey, that's your scar.

Verse 2

You still don't have it in you to not feel bad for pinging her man.

You still can't torture someone, take your revenge, though you claim you can.

Pre Chorus 2

Yeah, you're cold and clinical,

Always careful, cynical,

Of this cold harsh big bad world,

Don't make you a different girl.

Chorus

Don't you ask yourself who you are.

That ain't you talking, that's your scar.

This girl you see in the mirror?

That's you. The veil? That's your scar.

Honey, that's your scar,

Bridge

Making you feel like you're so far away from who you used to be.

You look at your flickering compassion, and you ask, is that me?

Has it ever occurred to you that now you focus on feeling happy?

And that's exactly how it's supposed to be.

The girl you claim you were?

That ain't you, that's your scar.

Honey, that's your scar.

Chorus

Don't you ask yourself who you are.

That ain't you talking, that's your scar.

This girl you see in the mirror?

That's you. The veil? That's your scar.

Honey, that's your scar.