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"Hurt Like Hell" lyrics

Noah Brigden Lyrics

"Hurt Like Hell"

Now that I've stopped calling, tell me how you've been doing
I heard you found a new man, does he treat you like I did
Well, I heard he's a real gem, you're his third victim
'Cause he'll do to you what you're doing to me and I hope the hell he does

Does it hurt like hell?
Does it sting like a bitch?
Knowing that I've been doing well and you're sitting alone by yourself
I hope it kills you, tears you apart
I hope it finishes right when you start

Girl, you know just how to twist a knife
Does it eat you alive, knowing that I've been doing fine?
Are you sleeping at night knowing that I'm alright?
Girl, you know how to put salt in my wounds
Hang me up like I your news

Does it hurt like hell?
Does it sting like a bitch?
Knowing that I've been doing well and you're sitting alone by yourself
I hope it kills you, tears you apart
I hope it finishes right when you start

Does it hurt like hell?
Does it sting like a bitch?
Knowing that I've been doing well and you're sitting alone by yourself
I hope it kills you, tears you apart
I hope it finishes right when you start


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