You've never heard of getting down You've never really heard of this Your mind will work against you And your body follows There's nothing wrong There's nothing good Nothing good can come of this So here we are again And if you need it Know if it hurts you it hurts me too
Too much, too much to tell you Those bruises on your chest How did they get there? Why won't they go away? Those bruises on your legs Are telling me a story There's an open book, without any words An open mind, and now it's so absurd Being beautiful is not indestructible baby If it, if it hurts you it hurts me too Too much, too much to tell you The truth, I know, it hurts If it hurts you it hurts me too Too much, too much to tell you