Hurting is the Easy Part

God I hate to say it, but it's just too damn bad

Believe me I'm not living in the past

You're your own worst enemy, and I know that you'll never see, but I promise you it's not me being mad

I've gotta give you credit, and I'm not embarrassed

You've given me a lot of things to say for material it's great, and the songs I've yet to play

And the little things kickin' around my brain

The first time I cared someone called me beautiful

The only time I ever took notice

And it turns out you never meant a word of it

And I hate that you hurt me cause you weren't even worth it

'hate giving you the satisfaction of knowin' the power you held over me