This is a song about "Hurt"

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

Wirting till my finger tips hurt

Talk about my money please and feelings might just get hurt

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Slight work, light work

Dont want ya to get hurt

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

Yeah you know i got that work

No matter what it fuckin hurt

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

In hope to sever the curse and end all the hurt

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Mess around with me get hurt

I feel like it's you i hurt

That we picked up at the last concert