I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears and None On My Fingers

You're a canary, I'm a coal mine 'Cause sorrow is just all the rage Take one for the team You all know what I mean And I'm so sorry, but not really Tell the boys where to find my body New York eyes, Chicago thighs Pushed up the window to kiss you off The truth hurts worse Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you The truth hurts worse Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you Do you remember the way I held your hand? Under the lamp post and ran home This way, so many times I could close my eyes The truth hurts worse Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you The truth hurts worse Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you The truth hurts worse Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you The truth hurts worse Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you The truth, the truth Now, press repeat