I have a scar across my kneecap, from a bicycle upturned I stare down at it years later, and the asphalt it still burns But I remember getting up and sprinting to my mother's arms It reminds me home's there waiting to shelter me from harm There's a mark upon my face from when I just learned how to shave Yes, that clumsy adolescent he still haunts me to this day And yet in class the jeers and sneers could never pierce my hardened skin It reminds me of resilience, to never let mere words sink in Oh, hoo hoo hoo Oh, hoo hoo hoo It'll get easier So it seems Oh, hoo hoo hoo Oh, hoo hoo hoo It'll get easier Wait and see Wait and see I have a scar beneath my palm from where you used to hold my hand I know that you can't see it, 'cause it goes by a different brand It's the kind we call sweet memories, the touch of love that's lost They remind us to think fondly of the paths that we have crossed I have a mark upon my forearm, though it's reasons are concealed For in our darkest moments, reason often is not real But when brighter days come round, and the world is soft and light It reminds me that our pain can be a self-inflicted plight Oh, hoo hoo hoo Oh, hoo hoo hoo It'll get easier So it seems Oh, hoo hoo hoo Oh, hoo hoo hoo It'll get easier Wait and see Wait and These scars have hurt me deeply, yet I harbor no regret In fact the times that left my skin bare are the times I oft forget For the truth in all this ugly that I put out on display Is that these scars have made the man that is standing here today Yes these scars have made the man that is standing here today