You look nervous, is it the scars?
Want to know how I got em?
Come here...
Hey, Look at me...
So, I had a wife... beautiful, like you, who tells me I worry too much, who tells me I outta smile more, who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks.
Hey... one day they carve her face. We have no money for surgery's. She can’t take it.
I just want to see her smile again.
Hmm? I want her to know that I don’t care about the scars.
So, I stick a razor in my mouth and do this, to myself.
And you know what? She can’t stand the sight of me!
she leaves...
Now I see the funny side...
And now I’m always smiling.
