Open Wound

I was an open wound When we were driving on the pike You said nothing when I told you I was an open wound You were a band aid You said nothing You think that I'm a wave But I'm undertow Trying to explain The way I sink deeper when you touch my hand And I know that healing's not a straight line But you keep saying I'll get better in time Tied iron to my feet Then watched as I Sank down Just to prove a point Just to nail it right in I was an open wound Looking for a good time A time that nobody could show me I was an open wound Looking for a good time That nobody could show me So I scream Out the front window to the black That I won't do it I won't do it I won't do it