It hurts to hear you name,
it hurts to feel your pain.
It hurts to understand,
why I can't hold your hand.
It hurts to see what we have become,
we barely talk from little to none.
Some nights I cry and pick up the blade,
then I remember the promises we made.
I swore I loved you,
and I meant it too.
Skins not something I'll break, for you.
Yes, the tears they hurt,
I can't deny.
I'm tired of hiding,
behind the lie.
I listen to our song in the dead of night,
wishing to feel sort of all right.
The thought of loving someone else,
will always seem wrong.
Most days I wish,
we could've stayed strong.
It hurts to think that I'm not in your life.
Those ten months,
were nothing compared to the strife.
It hurts to swallow this ungodly pill,
it hurts to feel this desperate thrill.
