It's a sore subject
That I'd rather not address
How did I get here
Into such an ugly mess?
Got myself carried away
Despite all common sense
How could I be so dense?
I got hurt, oh yeah
And it didn't feel good
I got hurt, oh, my Lord
And I got hurt good
It's a good day when
I know there's not a chance
For anyone or anything
To mess with my stance
Let the time pass away
I need for it to pass
If you need me, don't ask
I got hurt, oh yeah
And it didn't feel good
I got hurt, oh my Lord
And I got hurt good
And I'm never going back
That scene has gone to black
There's no way to make me see
What I was, will never be
It's a sore subject
But it has to be addressed
All of the destruction
Well, it needs to be assessed
Let myself get away
Although the odds were bad
How did I get so sad?
I got hurt, oh yeah
And it didn't feel good
I got hurt, oh my Lord
And I got hurt good
