If I saw you laying bloody in the street i wouldn't Bother you
I'd stop and watch if i had time
Call for help if i had a dime
I wish that This wasn't Mine
But I won't lie
Cause the story that you Made up
And Our subsequent Break up, Are a batter party lie
To tell our friends
But I wish it wasn't mine
If I saw you getting beaten in the street I would stop them hurting you
And I'd finish the job With my own words
Make you feel That much worse, worse than any Beating could
I Leave you with more scars than cuts and bruises could
If I saw you getting beaten in the street,I wouldn't let them Hurt you
That privilege is Reserved for me,I would bleed in Sympathy
I want you to Hurt my way
I Want you to hurt my way and feel the way I do
Want you to hurt my way and feel the way I do
I do i do i do
All my energy My energy
All my energy, wasted on hate
i wish it wasn't mine (wasn't mine)