My Head Hurts

My head hurts,

And I don’t think

I’ve ever been so tired.

 

What matters today

When you’re feeling

So lost and alone.

 

I’m better off this way

Better to get hurt

Then hurt the one you love.

 

I want you to know

That you’re the first thing

That crawls into my head 

Each and every morning.

 

I can see us traveling the world

Holding hand

When times get tough.

 

I look at you and angels scream

She’s the one

I can feel it on my lips.

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