Gold

I’ve been dropped and I’ve been bruised and I’ve been told
Words that shouldn’t have been said to another soul
And I’ve been stopped and I’ve been used and I’ve been thrown
But I filled these cracks
Up with gold
Up with gold
I sanded and I sealed I did everything to heal
I worked to level the whole damn playing field
But you can’t patch up those kinds of blows
The cracks will always start to show
And if they’re going to show
Fill them with gold
Fill them with gold
Fill them with gold
Fill them with gold
And though I’ll never be the same
There's a value that I gain
When I fill my scars with gold
I’m more beautiful
For having been broke
For having been broke
I weld my pieces with hope
And all the kindness I can hold
And though I may be more cracked than most
I’m still as good
As good as gold
As good as gold
As good as gold
As good as gold
As good as gold
As good as gold
As good as gold
As good as gold