I'm so cold I'm not in my body, I feel like a ghost You're at home You're lyin' together, does she keep you warm?
She's so pretty, really Trust your type 'til you miss me Think she's worth your life And it hits me that I'll never be your wife
But, darlin', I hope it hurts When you try to forget me, oh, I hope that it burns Baby, I was first I hope you think of my lips, darlin' when you're kissing hers
And I hope that it hurts And I hope that it hurts
You act so cold 'Til the second I started doin' better than you That smile is cruel 'Cause you only loved me when I am worshiping you
Shе's so pretty, really Trust your type 'til you miss mе Think she's worth your life And it hits me that I'll never be your wife
But, darlin', I hope it hurts When you try to forget me, oh, I hope that it burns Baby, I was first I hope you think of my lips, darlin' when you're kissing hers
And I hope that it hurts And I hope that it hurts And I hope that it hurts And I hope that it hurts
Compositores: Noonie Bao, Lotus IV, Thomas LaRosa & Isabel LaRosa