Well all my life, I have been smothered
By grandmas and grandpas, aunts and uncles, and my mother
And all your life,
You have been fighting for just a moment of what I get every day
'Cause you never knew love without condition
No one to fight for you or make you feel secure
Now you're searching for a quick fix to a lifelong wound
But cancer can't be healed in a drug store
You're runnin' round with open wounds
Thinking that from pain you're immune
Bleeding on the ones who try loving you
You do everything you can to dismiss that little boy
Who always wished he had a father he could call his.
Well, all my life I have hated people like you
Who will never know what it means to starve for love
And all your life you have taken for granted,
A gift I may go all my years and never know
'Cause you never knew begging for affection
You never had to prove that you were worthy of their time
Now you're wondering why I can't accept your loving
But I don't know what loving is without a fight
Well, I'm running 'round all scratched and bruised
Repeating patterns of abuse
Spreading hurt so they can feel pain too. (Mmmm)
I do everything I can to deny that little girl who
Always tried to prove to them that she was worth their time.
Well, you're running round with open wounds.
Thinking that from pain you're immune.
Bleeding on the ones who try loving you. (Whoa)
I do everrything I can to deny that little girl who
Always tried to prove to them that she was worth their time.