Boy, does it hurt when you cry?
Boy, does it hurt when you cry?
I think about it 'til late
And when it runs to the stakes
I believe that nothing's in the season
Getting really high 'til I try to find a reason
The art of getting high
Doesn't matter who you believe in
It hurts when you cry
Does it hurt when you cry?
Can you get him out of my head?
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my head
Can't fucking understand you
Walk into my mind, it's a maze you can't find through
Watching television, sound off, playing "Brand New"
Lovers in the grass, dreaming everything about money and a new castle
And it hurts when you cry
Does it hurt when you cry?
Can you get him out of my head?
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my head
Then I just stand still, it was 2:05 or something
Picking up with my cousin, last night with a concussion
Something on your head? That's nothing
You left home for something
You can go, run it back, keeping it straight
Keep a slow pace out of my, out of my place
Out of your head, out of your
Out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my head, out of your head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my head, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, out of my head
Out of my, out of my, your head, your head