Wounds In The Way

She gives her body freely
 cause she can't give herself completely
 There are wounds in the way
 She cannot bear to be naked to the world
 so instead she just fakes it with a man
 There are wounds in the way
 If they would have treated a little girl
 and a little boy when basically still just a baby
 With some respect and human dignity
 Maybe there wouldn't be so many failed relationships
 We might even had a ghost of a chance
 of just loving each other - body, mind, and soul
 He gives his money freely
 cause he can't give himself completely
 There are wounds in the way.
 He cannot bear to be honest with himself
 so what the hell, he'll lie to a woman
 There are wounds in the way
 If they would have treated a little boy
 and a little girl when basically still just a baby
 With some respect and human dignity
 Maybe there wouldn't be so many failed relationships
 We might even had a ghost of a chance
 of just loving each other - body, mind, and soul
 As time passes by they begin to multiply
 There are wounds in the way
 Adding up secretly like the rings of an old oak tree
 There are wounds in the way
 Some old and some new,
 all stifling, debilitating and cruel
 There are wounds in the way
 And some are passed down from elder to youth
 they don't even belong to you
 There are wounds in the way
 As time passes through,
 they begin to accrue a strange sort of value
 Some that you think are worth holding onto
 Cause you don't want to change who you are - no you don't
 He loves her strong and true,
 but when he gets angry it gets misconstrued into violence
 There are wounds...
 And she loves him equally
 But when she feels misunderstood
 instead of sharing openly and honestly
 She is wounded.
 There are wounds in the way (Repeat)