Salt in the Wound - Theory Of A Deadman

You can let it be

You can let it be

But still you keep rubbing and salting in the wound

You could have let me heal

I hate the way it feels

Now I suffer still and you’re rubbing and salting in the wound

I’m being dead

It must be better than this

Already hurts but you couldn’t resist

I’m running way too quickly

And I’m not expected to get into it

Like a board that couldn’t get through

On a tide, just like you

Making me angry, but you always do

And if I see them like we were nothing

You couldn’t let me reach

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You couldn’t let me breathe

You couldn’t stand see me

You’re rubbing and salting in the wound

You couldn’t let me near

I hate the way it feels

Now I suffer still

And you’re rubbing and salteing in the wound

You’re lookin' at my scars

My world was torn apart

My world was torn apart

You make me angry, you must hate me

There’s nothing else

And I take my last breath

Will I be finally okay

When you’re not, I hope you be happy

You couldn’t let me reach

You couldn’t let me breathe

You couldn’t stand see me

You’re rubbing and salting in the wound

You couldn’t let me near

I hate the way it feels

Now I suffer still

And you’re rubbing and salting in the wound

It’s burning, I can’t take the pain

I said it’s burning, I can take the pain

When you’re rubbing and salting in the wound

Rubbing and salting the wound

Rub it here, rub it here

Rub it here, rub it here

Rub it here, rub it here

Rub it here, rub it here

You couldn’t let me reach

You couldn’t let me breathe

You couldn’t stand see me

You’re rubbing and salting in the wound

You couldn’t let me near

I hate the way it feels

Now I suffer still

And you’re rubbing and salting in the wound

Salting the wound

Rub it here, rub it here

Rub it here, rub it here

Rub it here, rub it here

Rub it here, rub it here