Woorden: River City Rebels. Hate To Be Loved. Hurt Like I Do.

Does a black heart love the same,
and can a pair of these stay in love?
Hers is a sweet sweet ebony and mine is a lightless wonder.
With a kiss I'll close my eyes, and I melt into her soul.
She blew my mind in Poughkeepsie,
and laid it out in Providence, Rhode Island.
Desperation's like the marks I left on your back,
it's now or never love, so say something back.
Dirty nothing more. If this is the last time,
I'm gonna freeze it, I'm gonna freeze it.

I'll make you hurt like I do, and I'll never think twice.
I'll make you hurt like I do, and I'll never think twice.
I'll make you hurt like I do, and I'll never think twice, love.
I'll make you hurt like I do, and I'll never think twice, love.
I'll make you hurt like I do, and I'll never think twice.
I'll make you hurt like I do, and I'll never think twice.
Yeah, I'll never think twice.

I'll tear your heart out,
Oh, ex-love of mine,
Sing that song of loneliness.
That one that no one hears but you.
Then you'll hurt like I do.

I'll make you hurt like I do, and I'll never think twice, love.
I'll make you hurt like I do, and I'll never think twice, love.
And I'll never think twice, love.
No, I'll never think twice.