Hurt
The problems I faceYou should understand
'Cause you've been dealt
The same dirty hand.
You seem mad today
But things seemed perfect yesterday.
Is it I?
I don't know why.
Please tell me, love,
When push comes to shove,
Why must you hurt me
With that look in your eyes.
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