Hurt

(versão Johnny Cash porque Johnny Cash kicks asses)




I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel.
I focus on the pain,
the only thing that is real.
The needle tears a hole,
the old familiar sting.
Try to kill it all away
but I remember everything.

What have I become,
my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know goes away in the end.
And you could have it all,
my empire of dirt.
I will let you down.
I will make you hurt.

I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
(that) I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time,
the feelings disappear.
You are someone else.
I am still right here.

What have I become,
my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know goes away in the end.
And you could have it all,
my empire of dirt.
I will let you down.
I will make you hurt.

If I could start again
a million miles away,
I would keep myself.
I would find a way.