Hurt Me
You know there's nothing
Blank stares when people think of me
You're know you're special
So perfect without ever trying
Words so cutting
And you never seem to be aware
Doubled-over, gasping
As you siphon away all my air
Every time you leave me
I'm worse than I was before
And every time you leave
I always beg for more
Hurt me
Never myself unless I'm close to death
Hurt me
You've always done it best
How does it feel, keeping me a puppet on a string
How does it feel
Hurt me, hurt me
I know it's pointless
Comparing myself to you
Cos I'm so worthless
But no one ever gets enough of you
Looks so stunning
And you never seem to really care
On the ground, sobbing
And you are never there
Hurt me, hurt me
Sometimes I can't help but think of you
I still ask myself if it's the truth
Because things like this
Well, they just don't happen to me
What do you mean
How the hell could this happen to me
Hurt me
Never myself unless I'm close to death
Hurt me
You've always done it best
How does it feel, keeping me a puppet on a string
How does it feel
Blank stares when people think of me
You're know you're special
So perfect without ever trying
Words so cutting
And you never seem to be aware
Doubled-over, gasping
As you siphon away all my air
Every time you leave me
I'm worse than I was before
And every time you leave
I always beg for more
Hurt me
Never myself unless I'm close to death
Hurt me
You've always done it best
How does it feel, keeping me a puppet on a string
How does it feel
Hurt me, hurt me
I know it's pointless
Comparing myself to you
Cos I'm so worthless
But no one ever gets enough of you
Looks so stunning
And you never seem to really care
On the ground, sobbing
And you are never there
Hurt me, hurt me
Sometimes I can't help but think of you
I still ask myself if it's the truth
Because things like this
Well, they just don't happen to me
What do you mean
How the hell could this happen to me
Hurt me
Never myself unless I'm close to death
Hurt me
You've always done it best
How does it feel, keeping me a puppet on a string
How does it feel
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Writer(s): Emily Shea
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