Wounded

LexNour

Look inside my eyes I’m wounded, wounded, wounded

They think I’m fine but I can’t do this, do this, do this

The pain deep inside my eyes, tells stories that’s I can’t recite

They think I’m fine but I might lose it, lose it, lose it

I tried move on, I tried to replace

Changed patterns stopped eating at our favorite place

I’m in a dangerous cycle of self loathing and hate

I wanna sleep but when I do I ****ing see your face

Reliving past times is how I pass time

Oh you say your sorry, bitch

That’s what you said the last time

I thought we were a fairy tale, the story ended

Then you sold it back to me and tried to paint me as the bad guy

Don’t try to act like you ain’t take me granted

After months of taking care of you repairing your damage

I spent time, money, you were taking advantage

And then you came up with some bullshit and you totally vanished

****

Just ’cause I’m a man that doesn’t mean that I cannot cry

And just because they love you doesn’t mean that they will not lie

People change and grow apart I know we cut ties

But sometimes I still wonder how you did it and I ask why

Look inside my eyes I’m wounded, wounded, wounded

They think I’m fine but I can’t do this, do this, do this

The pain deep inside my eyes, tells stories that’s I can’t recite

They think I’m fine but I might lose it, lose it, lose it

Every knife is a sword fight, every thought is a war

And every mirror holds reflection of a battle

That I’m not winning anymore

I took that knife from my back and I put that knife in my fist

And I took that knife from my fist and I put that knife to my wrist

I ain’t never been good at love but **** it I’ll take a stab at it

Just got a bad habit of letting people close to me that ain’t suppose to be

But supposedly you changed

But I don’t feel the same

And you should feel ashamed

But the truth still remains that I’m wounded

You think I’m fine but I can’t do this, no

Look inside my eyes I’m wounded, wounded, wounded

They think I’m fine but I can’t do this, do this, do this

The pain deep inside my eyes, tells stories that’s I can’t recite

They think I’m fine but I might lose it, lose it, lose it