Hurt Me
I would walk all the miles if you'd play your part
I'd write you a song if you'd just break my heart
I would love you forever but woman I plead
Just love me and hold me and then let me be
I would draw you in ink if I thought it would work
I'd buy you the ocean if you'd only hurt me
I'd steal you a river if you'd only see
Would you love me and hold me and then let me be
I'm a sick kind of lover and I'm cruel to myself
I'm a writer whose nothing if he's not in hell
I would owe you a favour and if its all right
Would you love me and leave me with something to write?
Would you love me and leave me with something to write?
I would ache to my bones from the hours I'd spend
Writing poems of loss if you'd sleep with my friends
I would paint you a mural and ring all the bells
If you'd please just mistreat me and put me through hell
I would treat you like an angel and say all the things
The loneliest poets have only dared dream
I would love you with all of my heart if you would
Just love me and hold me and leave me for good
I'm a sick kind of lover and I'm cruel to myself
I'm a writer whose nothing if he's not in hell
I would owe you a favour and if its all right
Would you love me and leave me with something to write?
Would you love me and leave me with something to write?
Writer/s: Keaton Henson
