It don t hurt like it did I can sing my song again It don t hurt like it did I can sing my song again.
I scraped the paper off the wall I put down carpet in the hall I left no trace of you at all And I can sing my song again I don t dream cuz I don t sleep The moon is hanging like your hat The sun comes up Well I don t see Curtains tied up like a bat The electric man looks good today Maybe not
well I m trying hard Trying hard to feel that way The electric man s a good place to start Took your paintings off the wall That one of me that you called doll I added on cuz the house was feeling small Now I can sing my song again I don t think of you no more Except for everyday or two I don t think of you no more Except for in between the sun and moon Packed up and moved out after all Bulldozed the house and watched it fall That blessed sight I still recall I can sing my song again I can sing my song again It don t hurt like it did It hurts worse Who do I kid? |
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