Текст песни Wounded

I would but I'm wounded And so justified If I could but I'm unwell God knows I've tried And how late the murderer Who lost his knife And how safe the colonist Behind his pride I would but I'm heartsick And cannot stand I would but you know me I'm half a man And how holy the Vatican With all its wealth And how goddamn hard it is To drink your health And how fervent the weakness Of human skin And how hard I've tried my love To let you in I would but I'm wounded