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