Title Fight - Calloused

^G5you^B5're^E5 calloused, but you don't even know I'm picking at my scabs. I'll let all the bruises show. Chorus: ^A5I'l^E5l n^C5eve^F5r forget what all these feelings meant. Flying home for a funeral was my last regret. Verse2: ^G5I h^B5ear^E5 a telephone three thousand miles from home. Do you really care' Your heart is just a stone. Chorus: ^A5I'l^E5l n^C5eve^F5r forget what all these feelings meant. Flying home for a funeral was my last regret.