The guy who put his hands on you Has got nothing to do with me And the bruises that you feel will heal And I hope you'll come around Cause we're missing you And you used to speak so easy Now you're afraid to talk to me
It's like walking with the wounded Carrying that weight way too far Concrete pulled you down so hard Out there with the wounded We're missing you Well I never claimed to understand what happens after dark But my fingers catch the sparks at the thought of touching you When you're wounded
Let me break it down till I force the issue We miss your face, you know I wish you Would come back down to the Dalva Bar You tell them, that's just my battle scar I want to kiss you And knock 'em down like we used to You're the marigold Till you're walking down shaking that ass again And then you walk on baby walk on you walk on On and on
You're an angel in the pit with her hands in the air And we're missing you
Now it's fall, and your shoulders get tighter Nervous flicks on the lighter, boots Your pissed off poets, your women's groups And the friends with you, we should have known this fool Well I guess we missed the mark Still my fingers catch the sparks at the thought of Them touching you
Now you're wounded
Let me break it down till I force the issue You never come around, and you know we miss you Well nobody took your pride away I said that's something people say Back down the bully to the back of the bus Cause it's time for them to be scared of us Till you're yelling, how we living cause you got the ball Then you rock on baby, rock on, you rock on
On and on
You're a summer time hottie with her socks in the air Screaming I don't care baby I don't care hey
You say you don't know You say you can't grow (You're the marigold) All I know is we're missing you You say you don't know You say you can't grow (You're the marigold) All I know is we're missing you Show up Show up wounded Show up Show up woundedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
