HURT

I hurt myself today to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away but I remember everything

What have I become? My sweetest friend...
Everyone I know goes away in the end

And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear
You are someone else, and I am still right here

What have I become? My sweetest friend...
Everyone I know goes away in the end

And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again a million miles away
I would keep myself, I would find a way.