the guy who put his hands on you,\nhas got nothing to do with me.\nAnd the bruises that you feel will heal\nand i hope you come around,\ncause we're missing you.\nyou used to speak so easy,\nnow you're afaid to talk to me.\nIts like walking with the wounded.\nCarrying that weight way too far,\nthe concrete pulled you down so hard\nout there with the wounded,\nWe're missing you.\nWell I never claimed to understand\nwhat happens after dark,\nbut my fingers catch the sparks\nat the thought of touching you,\nWhen you're wounded\nlemme break it down til i force the issue,\nwe miss your face and you know i wish you would\ncome back down to the Delva Bar\nyou tell em' ,\Thats just my battle scar.\\nI wanna kiss you, and knock em down like we used to\nyou're a marigold\ntill you're walking down shaking that ass again,\nthen you walk on, baby, walk on, you walk on.\non and on\nyou're an angel in the pit with her hands in the air\nand we're missing you.\nNow its fall and your shoulders get tighter\nnervous flicks on your lighter...boots\nyour pissed off poets\nyour women's groups\nand the friends with you we should've known this fool\nwell i guess we missed the mark,\nstill my fingers catch the sparks at the thought of\nthem touching you\nnow your wounded\nLemme break it down till i force the issue\nyou never come around and you know we miss you\nwell nobody took your pride away\ni said,\ thats something people say.\\nBack down the bully to the back of the bus,\ncause its time for them to be scared of us\ntill you're yelling how we're living cause you got the ball\nand then you rock on, baby, rock on, you rock on.\non and on.\nyou're a summertime hottie with her socks in the air,\nyou're screaming i dont care baby i dont care no\nyou say you dont know, you say here we go now,\nall i know is we're missing you\nyou say you dont know, you say here we go now,\nall i know is we're missing you\nshow up, show up wounded\nshow up, show up wounded