Wounded He Is Legend

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
'Cuz 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
The concrete pulled you down so hard
Out there with the wounded
We're missing you

And 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

Pour it out boys

Let me break it down to revise the issue
We miss your face and 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
Well you walking down shaking that thing all day
And then you walk on baby, walk on, you walk on
On and on