The Way It Hurts
The way it hurts, Has made me turn to nicotine and alcohol, Made me go against everything I am, All because of the pain you gave me, The day you left. I don't know what I'm meant to feel, Broken, or sad, or alone, Because you took away the ability to tell, The difference of one emotion from the other, All I know is I'm not happy. Down a whisky, Light the stick, Why did you have to be such a prick? Pour another, Wish my hu...