The Hurt Game Lyrics

The Script

[Verse 1]
It's been so long, been so much time
The years have passed, but still, you're on my mind
So tell me, is it fake or just an illusion?
We'd make love, and then we'd fight
Started blowing up like dynamite
In the hurt game can't win for losing

[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause I've been doing the wrong things for the right reasons
Drinkin' it all but drowned in the meaning
Cuttin' it off but still got the feeling

[Chorus]
And even though when I know that it's over
Why am I still looking over my shoulder at you?
At you?
If we don't forgive and forget and start over
Just know that nobody's ever come closer than you
Than you
In the hurt game

[Verse 2]
From slamming doors, to keeping scores
We walk through fire to get to water
Got the kind of love you can't explain
Oh, no

[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause I've been doing the wrong things for the right reasons
Drinkin' it all but drowned in the meaning
Cuttin' it off but still got the feeling

[Chorus]
And even though when I know that it's over
Why am I still looking over my shoulder at you?
At you?
If we don't forgive and forget and start over
Just know that nobody's ever come closer than you
Than you

[Bridge]
Oh, whoa
The hurt game, we throw blame, the worst pain
We love hard, we get scarred, it's insane
Can't win for losing in the hurt game
In the hurt game
The hurt game, we throw blame, the worst pain
We love hard, we get scarred, it's insane
Can't win for losing in the hurt game
In the hurt game

[Outro]
I know that you think that I'm drunk, but I'm sober
I know you told me I shouldn't come over to you
But I do
If we don't forgive and forget and start over
Just know that nobody's ever come closer than you (Than you)
Than you (Than you)
Oh, whoa
The hurt game, we throw blame, the worst pain
We love hard, we get scarred, it's insane
Can't win for losing in the hurt game
In the hurt game
The hurt game, we throw blame, the worst pain
We love hard, we get scarred, it's insane
Can't win for losing in the hurt game
In the hurt game

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