Why do the things we love
Torture us more than the things
The things we can do without?
Can’t do without
The things that you do to me
But why you do the things
The things that you do to me?
I’m sad but I can ('t?) talk about it And they can’t do a thing about it I hurt but I can ('t?) live without it
(and I hate but?) still I never doubt it Why do the things we hear
From the ones that we love
Torture us more than other things
Can’t do without
The things that you say to me Why do you say the things
The things that you say to me?
And I go (?)
And I go (?)
I’m sad but I can ('t?) talk about it And they can’t do a thing about it I hurt but I can ('t?) live without it
(and I hate but?) still I never doubt it
I’m sad but I can ('t?) talk about it And they can’t do a thing about it I hurt but I can ('t?) live without it
(and I hate but?) but still I never doubt it Why do the things we love
Torture us more than the things
The things we can do without
I can’t do without
The things that you do to me
Why you do the things
The things that you do to me?