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Text: Don Gibson. Hurtin' Inside.

She told me she love me, she told me a lie
She said I'd be happy then she made me cry
Well, I'm hurtin', hurtin' inside

She called me a baby in front of these guys
She was just flirtin' I wasn't wise
Now I'm hurtin', hurtin' inside

Tell me what's wrong in me?
What makes me live in memory?
Someday she'll be sorry just to wait and see
Someone's a gonna hurt like she hurt me
Then she'll be hurtin', hurtin' inside

Tell me what's wrong in me?
What makes me live in memory?
Someday she'll be sorry just to wait and see
Someone's a gonna hurt like she hurt me
Then she'll be hurtin', hurtin' inside

She'll be hurtin', hurtin' inside
She'll be hurtin', hurtin' inside