I get hurt I don't mind. She gets hurt I don't care,
You get hurt I worry a lot a lot
Because I care,
I never want to see you hurt,
From all her drama and turmoils,
You still don't realise that its me who
Cares.
She's driven you through hell,
Some little publicity and all.
Silly little drama that could have pushed me way but still I stood with
My sobering heart
Waiting for my chance to
Comfort
You after her dread
And heal your wounds from her
Sharp swords.
It is my endless love that makes me
Care
Yet I don't mind that you are never
Going to love me.
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 4:26 PM UTC
I get hurt I don't mind. She gets hurt I don't care,
You get hurt I worry a lot a lot
Because I care,
I never want to see you hurt,
From all her drama and turmoils,
You still don't realise that its me who
Cares.
She's driven you through hell,
Some little publicity and all.
Silly little drama that could have pushed me way but still I stood with
My sobering heart
Waiting for my chance to
Comfort
You after her dread
And heal your wounds from her
Sharp swords.
It is my endless love that makes me
Care
Yet I don't mind that you are never
Going to love me.
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