Cuts on your cheek say you've been somewhere wrong How far I would follow to see where you've gone Not danger from behind a fence but the cold quiet threat Of hulking menace Or shouts from the right That leave you with less of your breath And transform their own deaths into snow The cuts on your cheek say you've been somewhere wrong The cuts on your cheek say you've been somewhere wrong No stranger to cares wears neglect but the depth of your debt To pleasures regrets And how could they all know The moments that break us in sweat Transforms life's small breath into snow The cuts on your cheek say you've been somewhere wrong The cuts on your cheek say you've been somewhere wrong Not danger from behind a fence but the cold quiet threat Of hulking menace or shouts from the right That leave you with less of your breath And transform their own deaths into snow The cuts on your cheek say you've been somewhere wrong The cuts on your cheek say you've been somewhere wrong