It's like a program to find
Like there's some lesson I'm
supposed to learn from it all.
I'm gonna paint a picture.
How exactly have you changed?
Taking my key set back to the heart muscle
Deep emotional struggles stain
that is the case with you and me
I lost a race before I started truancy
So late to the dance, I'm thirty -one,
should've ran away when I spotted you
But I entertained my appetite for pretty lips
Let my ship sink an d fly to two,
I guess I got too much to work
Take a picture of my condition
then bound it in your memory
Sweetness can't compare to aggressiveness
when you're messing with damaged beauty
Sleeping on my instincts,
Takes a lot to feed a fish and keep it alive
I will survive and I will improve
I will fuck up when I'm in the mood
I tell myself I like the pain
When I hate the pain I stake
my name in a picture frame
So I must refrain from you again
Stop the pace I want to run
And now and then they creep in
But I will not let them stay
There's something wrong with me
I'm attracted to what hurts
Hurt my heart, I like the scars
I guess I haven't learned
There's something wrong with me
I'm attracted to what hurts
Now that's the shit, give it to me baby
Hurt my heart, I like the scars I guess
I haven't learned my lesson yet
There's something wrong with me,
I'm attracted to what hurts
Now that's the shit, give it to me baby
Hurt my heart, I like the scars I guess
I haven't learned my lesson yet
Keep it comin' through, keep it comin' through,
So get back and learn my lesson, keep it comin' through,
keep it comin' through, keep it comin' through
I guess I haven't learned my lesson yet
it's a blessing and a curse to think from the heart first
Many times brought to the brink,
tears wanna expose my weakness
I'm runnin' like I'm in the
Preakness, always en d up
This end up when you open the heart, rock,
she's a bitch when she don't open it right
Hold up my nights and days
in the palm of your hands like
But no, see you, I am the prototype
Hold the mic with confidence
Then step out into the light and shrink
Used to fight it with a bong
Now I write it in a song,
Highlight it, and move it on
There's something wrong with me,
I'm attracted to what hurts the most,
Give it to me baby, hurt my heart,
I guess I haven't learned
There's something wrong with me,
what it is I'm attracted to
Give it to me baby, hurt my heart, I like
I guess I haven't learned
There's something wrong with me.
I'm attracted to what hurts
Give it to me baby, hurt my heart.
I guess I haven't learned my lesson yet.
I guess I haven't learned my lesson yet.
I'm gonna have to sell all my
medals for the people that I