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It won't hurt, It won't hurt No it can't hurt, No it can't hurt More than you've given I'm still here to listen Wipe away my tears In the kitchen dear The laughs it took to realize The old me would still die trying Control me with your lies and Hold me offer some comfort Can't wish the best for a lover Caress my head with your covers I'm just the mess that you're under Cast a spell and see if you'll plunder Or don't and use me for fun girl It won't hurt, It won't hurt No it can't hurt, No it can't hurt Shoot me in the head and then make sure to hang me up to dry Always give a little It's not enough so they tend to pry Hold yourself up high and don't you fucking dare attempt to cry But it's all surreal can't fall to how I feel Stuck in this image of appeal Just another scratch record deal The old me would still die trying Control me with your lies and Hold me offer some comfort Can't wish the best for a lover Caress my head with your covers I'm just the mess that you're under Cast a spell and see if you'll plunder Or don't and use me for fun girl It won't hurt No it can't hurt