Scar sing and play along

He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note that said "Use these down to your bones."

And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him.

I thought this one knows better than I do.

A triangle try'n' to squeeze through a circle.

He tried to cut me so I'd fit.

And doesn't that sound familiar?

Doesn't that hit too close to home?

Doesn't that make you shiver, the way things could've gone?

And doesn't it feel peculiar when ev'ryone wants a little more?

So that I do remember to never go that far,

could you leave me with a scar?