Angels & Airwaves - It Hurts
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The girl with black hair is Ashley Loomis, and you can find more pictures of her right here:
myspace.com/handgunsforheartsclothing
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"I have a friend who's got a girlfriend that's the cheating type. It's a terrible situation where my friend is being crushed from the inside out by all the manipulative stuff she's doing and this song's about that."
- Tom DeLonge
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It Hurts, It Hurts (x8)
Is this what you want,
Cause everybody acts without a clue,
Every little kiss and grin you gave,
Was just a little bullshit I saw through
The alcohol is scented with your breath,
You're always all done up to just be used,
I'm waiting for excuses that decieve,
I'll meet you in the back to see them through,
How did I let her inside,
We're drippin' of sweat,
I'm feelin' alright
Her lips were the last thing touched tonight,
Your best friend is not your girlfriend
It hurts, It hurts (x8)
Are you out of your mind,
You dug yourself into a liar's hole
You made a little spark to live inside
It's now a fuckin' fire out of control
And when the morning comes you'll act surprised
And when the word gets out it will get old
And everyday you'll try and live your life
And every little scandal will unfold
How did I let her inside,
We're drippin' of sweat,
I'm feelin' alright
Her lips were the last thing touched tonight,
Your best friend is not your girlfriend
Sherrie do you want it
Sherrie I want it too
Sherrie do you want it
Sherrie I want it too
How did I let her inside,
We're drippin' of sweat,
I'm feelin' alright
Her lips were the last thing touched tonight,
Your best friend is not your girlfriend
It hurts (x6)
Your best friend is not your girlfriend,
It hurts (x6)
Your best friend is not your girlfriend,
It hurts (x6)
Your best friend is not your girlfriend,
It hurts (x6)
Your best friend is not your girlfriend
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