Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
A song about a man who has come to the realization that the woman he loves is determined to self-medicate herself into oblivion, and by staying with her he’s only allowing himself to be sucked into her vortex.
I know where you lay your head down
In the dirty black alleys of town
Feedin' your head with cocaine
Whiskey and lies, lies, lies
It’s like stickin' a knife in my side
The way that you bottled your pride
I’m scared to see you
I’m scared to look in your eyes, eyes, eyes
Oh, nothin' makes sense about you
You friends use the past tense about you
I can’t help where life shoved you
You hurt everyone who ever loved you
And now I’m just woundin' myself, woundin' myself
Now I'm just woundin' myself, woundin' myself
You always wanted to know
Just how low you could go
Did ya' know that you’d break every promise
On the way down, down, down
And the spiders that crawl in your head
Make you say the mean things that ya' said
It hurts to lose you, it hurts to love ya'
So I’ll just say, next time around
Your pickled, your stewed, your sauced
Ya' wrestled with your demons and lost
Whether I'm with you or without you
It hurts too much to care about you
(Chorus x2)
Now I'm just woundin' myself, woundin' myself
Wounding Myself was written by Richard Thompson.
Wounding Myself was produced by Richard Thompson.
Richard Thompson released Wounding Myself on Tue Jun 23 2015.