You've never heard of getting down
You've never really heard of this
Your mind will work against you
And your body follows
There's nothing wrong
There's nothing good
Nothing good can come of this
So here we are again
And if you need it
Know if it hurts you it hurts me too

Too much, too much to tell you
Those bruises on your chest
How did they get there?
Why won't they go away?
Those bruises on your legs
Are telling me a story
There's an open book, without any words
An open mind, and now it's so absurd
Being beautiful is not indestructible baby
If it, if it hurts you it hurts me too
Too much, too much to tell you
The truth, I know, it hurts
If it hurts you it hurts me too
Too much, too much to tell you