Wounded

My poor husband doesn't know what to do when I cry Lately it's been happening a little more than I like. So he wraps me up in his arms Bluebirds singing in the trees it's a one horse town The doctors office smells funny but I'm used to it now And the bills are stacked up high If I could just go, one day, without wishing my life was different Everything would be okay, if I didn't know what I was missing But I got nieces and nephews hugging my Neck, the cutest reminders of what I don't have And maybe I am, But I still wanna loose it when people look at me like I'm wounded Happy days are hard to find when you ain't looking for them My therapist says we all make our own narrative But that's easier said than done If I could just go, one day, without wishing my life was different Everything would be okay, if I didn't know what I was missing But I got nieces and nephews holding my Hand, the cutest reminders of what I don't have And maybe I am, But I still wanna loose it when people look at me like I'm wounded If my body just did what it should, that'd change everything. And I could just go one day without wishing my life was different. Everything would be okay, if I didn't know what I was missing But I got nieces and nephews hugging my neck, The cruelest reminders of what I don't have And maybe I am but I still wanna loose it Oooh Maybe I am but I still wanna loose it When people look at me like I'm wounded. Oooh people look at me like I'm wounded. I'm wounded