I got this thorn in my side, i try, but i can't get it out
been killing me for years gone by, a miserable, painful bout
no matter how hard and long i try to rip at it, it stays
buried deep inside my side enduring, every day
Thorn in my side...
I've picked the scab, a trying way, a painful means to amend
rid myself from the anguish, torment that i must end
i've lived this way for years but now i gotta move on
an oozing sore needs tending to, just like the thorn i adorn
Thorn in my side...
Misused, abused, accused, confused
I'm sick and tired of backwards views, my soul's too tired
all black and bruised
Thorn in my side...