And holding fast to truth (I don´t want to lose what I had as a boy.) My heart still has a beat But love is now a feat. (As common as a cold day in LA.) Sometimes when I´m alone, I wonder Is there a spell that I am under Keeping me from seeing the real thing? Love hurts... But sometimes it´s a good hurt And it feels like I´m alive. Love sings, When it transcends the bad things. Have a heart and try me, ´cause without love I won´t survive. I´m fettered and abused, I stand naked and accused (Should I surface this one man submarine?) I only want the truth So tonight we drink to youth! (I´ll never lose what I had as a boy.) Sometimes when I´m alone I wonder Is there a spell that I am under Keeping me from seeing the real thing? Love hurts... But sometimes it´s a good hurt And it feels like I´m alive. Love sings, When it transcends the bad things. Have a heart and try me, ´cause without love I won´t survive. |
Love Hurts ::: Incubus
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