I read a story about somebody
Who drove his family off a bridge
I have a feeling like that's what's happening
But I don't know which of us it is
There have been times you've kinda scared me
But I am the one who will not quit
But if I'm to blame, then I've got questions like
What if the gas pedal sticks?
What if it hurts?
Last night, I dreamt of the bar in Chinatown
Sticky counters and vinyl booths
Playing Springsteen '88, his almost-country phase
I was dancing for you
I spill your tall can, spill my guts
That's how it felt to tell the truth
I put my hand up across the dartboard
Then I told you to shoot
What if it hurts?
What if it hurts?
It's gonna
You said it's gonna
What can go wrong will go wrong
'Cause you bet that it would
So you stacked up the odds
So it hurt, hurt
It's gonna hurt
It's gonna
