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Text: Hurt. Hurt. Abuse Of Sid.

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You want him you need him,
He's so hard to please him,
You just don't dare.
And inside you're burning,
With some secret yearning,
You must not care,
Still won't you help me,
I'm flawed, desperate angry with God
?Cause he just won't care.
Oh excuse me you're mourning,
How callused, how boring,
I brush your hair.

And see your face.
Empty smile.
Touched that place.
All the while?.

Then I made an excuse to confuse the issue.
What makes you think that I care about you?
Just stay on the ground ?till I say that I'm through.
And I do what I do and I do it to you.

And all the while, I'm abusing you.
Yes all the while, I'm abusing you.

It finally dawned on me yesterday morning,
I just can't stare,
And follow the words that your hero's perverted,
On what we share.

I'll kill him, I'll beat him,
The cycle's repeating, I hold thin air?.
Still won't you hold him and trust him,
You love him so much and he still won't care?.

To see your face,
With an empty smile,
As I touch that place,
And all the while.

I can see your face,
With an empty smile,
As I touch that place,
All the while?.

So you made an excuse to confuse the issue,
What makes you think that he cares about you?
As you lay on the ground ?till he tells you he's through.
And he makes up your mind that that's what you should do.

And all the while, he's been using you,
Yes all the while, he's been using you

He hurts, you mistreats you,
Your own mind misleads you,
You just don't care.
When holes in your face,
Can't be covered with makeup,
You'll still stay there.