 (Springfield)
She looked at me with eyes that cut right through me and said
"You must be blind
let me tell you a little something about yourself
You're the hurtin' kind"
I must admit after the pain and fight
I've a sneaking suspicion that you might be right
(chorus)
I love you, I love you, I love you
But I can't stop hurting you
I want to, I want to
I can't stop hurting you
I can't, I can't
I can't stop hurting you, it's getting bad
I don't know what to do
I see you packing up all your precious little things
That mean so much to you
I hurt you now you're moving out again
But we know just what you'll do
We'll see the error of our ways in crime
With conciliatory promises we'll change this time
(repeat chorus)
I love you, I love you
I can't stop hurting you
I need to, I need to
I can't stop hurting you
I can't, I can't
I can't stop hurting you
It's getting bad, I don't know what to do
And when you go I miss you all night
The wounds heal form the scratch and bite
I don't know what's wrong
I don't know what to right
But I can't stop hurting you
I can't stop hurting you
We talk so coolly about the pros and cons
When I get hot-headed I just can't hold on
(repeat chorus)
I love you, I love you, I love you
I can't stop hurting you
I need to, I need to
I can't stop hurting you
I can't, I can't
I can't stop hurting you
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