Why do you want to see my cry?
What's the reason you act so displeasing toward me?
When you turn away,
There ain't nothing left to say.
I get down on my knees,
I get down on my knees and pray, listen:
You let me down here with my face in the dirt.
All them little things that you do, they hurt, hurt, hurt me.
You brought all the fun in.
Even on my rainy days, you brought the sun in.
But it cuts like a knife, one little swipe
From your precious hand.
You make me slave to you, Lover,
Your wish is my command, listen:
You know I can't lie, I got my heart on the sleeve of my shirt.
All them little things that you do, they hurt, hurt, hurt me.
Why do you do it, Love?
Don't you know I just want to be tender with you?
Why do you do those little things that hurt so bad?
I gotta know...
Why do you do it?
You hurt me, you hurt me, you hurt me.
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