wounded mind

i feel their eyes upon me

as i walk across the room

i can hear em' all whispering my name

so i tuck in my shoulders and hide the best i can

it all happened so fast i can't explain

but if i had to

i'd tell em' all i really ain't that special

and i'd cry and yell leave me the hell alone

and i hate it that i have to try to be cool all the time

i'm just a guy

with a wounded mind

i put on my costume and i put on a show

the only way a jester stays alive

all they see is glitter and all they hear are rhymes

if i could find a new way to survive

i'd be glad to

tell em' all i really ain't that special

and i'd cry and yell leave me the hell alone

and i hate it that i have to try to be cool all the time

i'm just a guy

with a wounded mind

and i hate it that i have to try to be cool all the time

i'm just a guy

with a wounded mind

and i'd tell em' all i really ain't that special

and i'd cry and yell leave me the hell alone

and i hate it that i have to try to be cool all the time

i'm just a guy

with a wounded mind