hurts like hell

It's been two years, eight months, and a day

Walkin' round in New York in the rain

And right now I'm a walkin' cliche

It's been two years, eight months, nothin's changed

I'm out here trying to love somebody

I tell myself I'm doing well

But every time I think about you

It still hurts like hell

Where'd ya meet? Where's he from? What's his name?

Does he touch? Does he love you the same?

And I know I'm a walking cliche

It's been two years, eight months, nothin's changed

I'm out here trynna love somebody

I tell myself I'm doing well

But everytime I think about you

It still hurts like hell

By now you're probably loving somebody

By now you're probably doing well

But every time I think about you

It still hurts like hell

Hurts like, hurts like hell

Hurts like, hurts like hell

Hurts like, hurts like hell

Hurts like hell, hurts like hell

I close my eyes

You're here in my mind

I close my eyes

And you're here for awhile

I'm out here trying to love somebody

I'm out here all by myself

And every time I think about you

It still hurts like hell

By now you're probably loving somebody

By now you're probably doing well

But every time I think about you

It still hurts like hell

Hurts like, hurts like hell

Hurts like, hurts like hell

Hurts like, hurts like hell

Hurts like hell, hurts like hell