It Hurts

I know I'm not your keeper, babe

I do what I can and get out of the way

I know, I know, I'm a dead end road

But I still believe in my secret soul

That I could have been your home

And it hurts, baby, it hurts

It hurts, baby, it hurts

To see you with someone like her

It hurts, baby, it hurts

I know you're wearing your yellow coat

Starting bar fights at dawn

Reading poems you wrote