Never let a wound ruin me
But I feel like ruin's wooing me
Arrow holes that never close from cupid on a shooting spree
Feeling stupid cause I know it ain't no you and me
It shouldn't have happened but you let it
Now you're down on the ground screaming medic
The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses
Shields, body armors and vests
Don't properly work, that's why you're in a locker full of hurt
I wish I couldn't feel, I wish I couldn't love
I wish that I could stop cause it hurts so much
I wish you werenÂ’t the best, the best I ever had
I wish that the good outweighed the bad
Cause itÂ’ll never be over, until you tell me it's over
