Offbeat description of mistreatment, One gets used to it and it don’t hurt no mo.
Go ahead, yell at me
It don’t hurt no mo.
Silent treatment again,
It don’t hurt no mo.
Stomp and slam doors and kick walls,
It don’t hurt no mo.
Look at the grown man pout,
It don’t hurt no mo.
Go ahead, Don’t listen
It don’t hurt no mo.
You’ve got the flu again,
Go to bed, cover your head,
It don’t hurt no mo.
But then you might leave me.
Go ahead
It don’t hurt no mo.
Just the thought of you going away
It don’t hurt no mo.
Walk out the door, kick me.
It don’t hurt no mo.
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