Question

(Verse 1)

In the quiet of the evening glow,

I trace the lines where the shadows grow,

Every whisper of the past still calls,

Like a faded picture on the wall.


(Pre-Chorus)

We danced through fire, we played with fate,

Now these scars remind me of the weight.

Every tear's a lesson carved in stone,

In this heart of mine, I'm never alone.


(Chorus)

Oh, love's an artist with a broken brush,

Painting stories in the rush,

From every fight to every kiss,

It’s the scars of love that bring the bliss.

We wear them like a badge of truth,

In the wreckage lies our proof,

Through the pain, through the ache,

It’s the scars of love that make us brave.


(Verse 2)

You pulled me close like a lover and a friend,

Taught me that the broken can still mend,

Each moment lingers like a sweet perfume,

Filling up the empty in this room.


(Pre-Chorus)

We learned to stand when we fell apart,

Every scar's a map leading to the heart.

Though the road was rough, I wouldn't change a thing,

For the love we found in everything.


(Chorus)

Oh, love's an artist with a broken brush,

Painting stories in the rush,

From every fight to every kiss,

It’s the scars of love that bring the bliss.

We wear them like a badge of truth,

In the wreckage lies our proof,

Through the pain, through the ache,

It’s the scars of love that make us brave.


(Bridge)

So here's to every moment lost or found,

To the echoes of our hearts that still resound,

In the tapestry of life, we’ll weave our song,

With every scar, we learn to carry on.


(Chorus)

Oh, love's an artist with a broken brush,

Painting stories in the rush,

From every fight to every kiss,

It’s the scars of love that bring the bliss.

We wear them like a badge of truth,

In the wreckage lies our proof,

Through the pain, through the ache,

It’s the scars of love that make us brave.


(Outro)

In the quiet of the evening glow,

I hold the scars that helped me grow,

With every heartbeat, I still believe,

Love's the art, and we’re the weave.

Answer 1

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