Teksty: Little Big Town. The Road to Here. Wounded.

You plowed over me like a tractor
And you used me up and put me out to pasture
But I'm left to eat your dust
Guess, you're thinkin' that we must be done

And you said you got my back every minute
Well, you do, you've got it there to put your dagger in it
And knowing what I need
Still you stood and watched me bleed

Wounded, I'm wounded
I'm battered and broken and bruised
Wounded, I'm wounded
All tore up inside over you
Just wonderin' why you do me like you do

I feel betrayed and so manipulated
I call a spade a spade, you call me jaded
Well, what do you expect?
You give me no respect

Wounded, I'm wounded
I'm battered and broken and bruised
Wounded, I'm wounded
All tore up inside over you
Just wonderin' why you do me like you do

Well, this monkey on my back
Has stopped me in my tracks

Wounded, I'm wounded
I'm battered and broken and bruised
Wounded, I'm wounded
All tore up inside over you
Just wonderin' why you do me like you do

I'm wounded
Battered and broken and bruised
Wounded, I'm wounded
All tore up inside over you
Just wonderin' why you do me like
Wonderin' why you do me like you do

Wounded, I'm wounded