Why I Hurt
Why I Hurt
What is this pain in my chest?
I'm supposed to be better now
Over it
But I guess I still hurt
Because no matter what
Things will never be the way
They used to be
We were such great friends
He was there when I needed advice
And I was there when he had no food
Why did we have to ruin it?
I was just being friendly
Trying to help
And it will never be like that again
Soon he'll be gone
I'll never see him again
Because things can never be how
They were
And that's...that's why I hurt
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