I’m so cold
I’m not in my body, I feel like a ghost
You’re at home
You’re lyin’ together, does she keep you warm? She’s so pretty, really
Trust your type till you miss me
Think she’s worth your life
And it hits me that I’ll never be your wife But, darlin’, I hope it hurts
When you try to forget me, oh, I hope that it burns
Baby, I was first
I hope you think of my lips, darlin’, when you’re kissing hers And I hope that it hurts
And I hope that it hurts You act so cold
Till the second I started doin’ better than you
That smile is cruel
‘Cause you only loved me when I am worshiping you She’s so pretty, really
Trust your type till you miss me
Think she’s worth your life
And it hits me that I’ll never be your wife But, darlin’, I hope it hurts
When you try to forget me, oh, I hope that it burns
Baby, I was first
I hope you think of my lips, darlin’, when you’re kissing hers And I hope that it hurts
And I hope that it hurts
And I hope that it hurts
And I hope that it hurts