Page 13 - Scar Girl

S car G I r L

Run away,

Go away,

Hide away,
Sneak away.

There’s got to be an easier way
To face each day.

Then the bridge flowed back to the main riff, like a
musical river.

Her ears ring,

Deafened by noise of boys playing with toys.
But the noise is nothing;

Maybe it’s why she’s so silently annoyed.

Johnny started messing around on the piano, but I
wished he hadn’t. It almost ruined the moment.

“Pleasant Sounds”—that’s what it’s called—was maybe
the most beautiful song I’d ever heard. And here’s the
thing: I knew it was about me.
I could see it in Harry’s eyes.
I could feel it in the chords.

I can’t really explain it. I just somehow knew.

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