Tekster: Pretenders. I Hurt You.

I've been crying like a woman
'Cause I'm mad, mad, mad like a man
If you'd been in the S.S. in '43
You would've been kicked out for cruelty

I hurt you
'Cause you hurt me
So I hurt you
'Cause you hurt me

I've been wonderin' about your dependency
Your idea of defiance is a modern day mystery
Your arms and chest are cold
When your back is on fire
And the only time that you come clean
Is when you're talking to your buyer

I hurt you
'Cause you hurt me
So I hurt you
'Cause you hurt me

Forget our philosophies
That we admired when we were young
And our popular points of view
They can't mean much or nothing
Or something or anything
'Cause we can't say "I love you"

Happy Birthday, baby
And thank you for the schoolin'
Your correction mistress warned me
Man, she wasn't fooling
Never trust a user with your television overnight
Don't try to paint your masterpiece under artificial lights

I hurt you
'Cause you hurt me
So I hurt you
'Cause you hurt me