If I saw you laying bloody in the street i wouldn't Bother you I'd stop and watch if i had time Call for help if i had a dime I wish that This wasn't Mine But I won't lie Cause the story that you Made up And Our subsequent Break up, Are a batter party lie To tell our friends But I wish it wasn't mine If I saw you getting beaten in the street I would stop them hurting you And I'd finish the job With my own words Make you feel That much worse, worse than any Beating could I Leave you with more scars than cuts and bruises could If I saw you getting beaten in the street,I wouldn't let them Hurt you That privilege is Reserved for me,I would bleed in Sympathy I want you to Hurt my way I Want you to hurt my way and feel the way I do Want you to hurt my way and feel the way I do I do i do i do All my energy My energy All my energy, wasted on hate i wish it wasn't mine (wasn't mine)