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HURT

 

Johnny Cash

 (written by Trent Reznor)

 

[C] I hurt my-[D]-self to-[Am]-day

[C] To see if [D] I still [Am] feel

[C] I focus [D] on the [Am] pain

[C] The only [D] thing that's [Am] real

[C] The needle [D] tears a [Am] hole

[C] The old fa-[D]-miliar [Am] sting

Try to [C] kill it [D] all a-[Am]-way

But I [C] remember [D] every-[G]-thing

 

[Am] What have I [F] become? [C] My sweetest [G] friend

[Am] Everyone I [F] know goes [C] away in the [G] end

[Am] And you could have it [F] all [C] My empire of [G] dirt

[Am] I will let you [F] down [C] I will make you [G] hurt

 

[C] I wear this [D] crown of [Am] thorns

[C] Upon my [D] liar’s [Am] chair

[C] Full of [D] broken [Am] thoughts

[C] I can-[D]-not re-[Am]-pair

[C] Beneath the [D] stains of [Am] time

The [C] feeling [D] disap-[Am]-pears

[C] You are [D] someone [Am] else [C]

I am [D] still right [Am] here

 

[Am] What have I [F] become? [C] My sweetest [G] friend

[Am] Everyone I [F] know goes [C] away in the [G] end

[Am] And you could have it [F] all [C] My empire of [G] dirt

[Am] I will let you [F] down [C] I will make you [G] hurt

 

[G] If I could start again

A million miles away

I would keep myself

I would find a way

 

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