| What do I know
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| About letting go
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| What do I see
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| In you not with me
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| That entices me so
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| So here’s another Tuesday
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| Telling you the truth way
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| Harsher than I should
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| Wasn’t my intention
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| To list your imperfections
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| But now that we’re here
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| Think I’ll just let it flow
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| I don’t know how not to hurt you
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| These verbal wounds cut deep into you, ooh-ooh
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| Why’s it so hard to soften the blow
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| Of breaking your heart, I’m falling apart
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| But I don’t know how not to hurt you, oh, oh
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| What do you I do
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| About no longer needing you
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| Affectionately, oh
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| Your heart of gold
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| And I’m treating you so cold
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| Unintentionally, mmh, yeah
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| So here’s another Tuesday
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| Wishing that my mind has changed
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| But I’d still rather be alone
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| Tallied up another one
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| Broke your heart and had fun
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| I’m looking forward to the goodbye
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| I don’t know how not to hurt you
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| These verbal wounds cut deep into you, hey-hey, yeah
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| Why’s it so hard to soften the blow
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| Of breaking your heart, I’m falling apart
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| But I don’t know how not to hurt you, hey-hey, ooh
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| Who am I to think I know
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| What’s best for you
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| What’s best for you
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| Changing my mind, taking you on a ride
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| But from time to time
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| I want our bodies to align, ooh
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| I don’t know how not to hurt you
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| Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
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| Why’s it so hard to soften the blow
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| Of breaking your heart, I’m falling apart
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| But I don’t know how not to hurt you, ooh, oh
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| I don’t know how not to hurt you |