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Hurt
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Hurt adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak ViK. recordings tarafından 3 Mayıs 2005 tarihinde yayınlandıBack for More
3 Mayıs 2005
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BPM96
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Valence
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If I woulda called you up and told you I was feelin' you
If I didn't hold it in then maybe you wouldn't be with him
If I wasted so much time, wonderin' if we coulda ever been
Now it's too late for that, baby, if I could go back
I woulda grabbed your hand or something
But I just let you walk on by
And now I see him kissing on you
Let me tell you now I feel it
Why does it hurt so bad?
You were never mine from the start
Why does it hurt so bad?
It feels like an arrow going through my heart
Why does it hurt so bad?
Like you and me was meant to be
Why does it hurt so bad?
I don't know that's why it hurts so bad (bad)
And now, I don't wanna eat don't wanna sleep, girl what's wrong with me
And now, I gotta spend my life knowing that you won't be loving me
And now, I gotta hold it down and act like I did the day before
Your with some other guy, if I could turn back the time
I woulda grabbed your hand or something
Then everything would be alright
And now I see him kissing on you
Let me tell you now I feel it
Why does it hurt so bad?
You were never mine from the start
Why does it hurt so bad?
It feels like an arrow going through my heart
Why does it hurt so bad?
Like you and me was meant to be
Why does it hurt so bad?
I don't know that's why it hurts so bad (bad)
Girl I can't be mad at you
You didn't know the way I felt till now
It's hurting me so, but I know I got to let it go
Why does it hurt so bad?
You were never mine from the start
Why does it hurt so bad?
It feels like an arrow going through my heart
Why does it hurt so bad?
Like you and me was meant to be
Why does it hurt so bad?
I don't know that's why it hurts so bad (bad)
Written by: Shawn Desman, Traci Hale, Tricky Stewart
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