Does it hurt when I call your name?

Does it hurt how we both lost this game?

Does it hurt when a walk your way?

How it makes you cry, the one thing that made your day?

Does it hurt when you go to sleep and dream of me?

Does it hurt when you think how close we used to be?

Does it hurt, that this thing was meant to be?

When I start to know if this is real, I look to you and I know how you feel.

Then I truly know this love is real.

Does it make you cry, that you ever believed your own lie?

Does it hurt when you see me pass by?

Does it hurt when you see me?

Does it hurt when you think of me?

It hurts me, because of I feel.

Because once our love was real.

Does it hurt to know you let me go?

Does it hurt, that I miss you so?

It hurts me to you that you don’t care.

It hurts, every time I breathe the air.

When I turn, I hope to see you there.

But you’re never going to see the pain inside.

Everyday, I’ve to conceal it. Make myself hide.

But you’ll never how much I cry.

Every time I see you walk by.

Because my love was real.

In my heart, I know I feel.

But the worst part is seeing you like you don’t care.

Does it mean that you never loved me when I was there?

Did you forget everything we did that fast?

Knowing that every time I see you, I know the feeling still last.

How can you toss ‘us’ away?

When before you wanted me to stay.

Does it hurt now?

Because it hurts me, now.

Did it matter how close we were, how we were open to one other?

Does it matter, I shouldn’t bother.

Because you’ll never know how many times I see you, I want to fall in love again.

But the pain makes me remember about the mistakes that can’t be amend.

So I guess all those things we said and did, don’t matter anymore.

Because you’ll just closed and locked that door.

That door, so easy and forgetful and threw it away.

Don’t you remember how I made your day?

Does it hurt when I’m with you?

When I’m with you, I know what I want to do.

Just cry, because of how you can see me and forget what we had like that.

Forget the memories, forget what we did and said like that.

Does it hurt you that I’m hurting inside?

Does it hurt, that now I’ve to hide?

Does it hurt, that you’ve made me change.

Does it hurt, that everything – everyone is strange.

Does it hurt, that you made me what I never wanted to be.

I guess you’ll never see.

Because of all this pain inside.

You look alive, while my heart has died.

You’re free, I’m chained.

You made me insane.

Because you’ll never know how much it hurts me.

When you come and leave.