THAT'S GOTTA HURT


It's been awhile since you and I broke all ties and said goodbye
I know I must have cried a thousand tears
Well, you moved out, so I moved on
You fell in love with Mrs. Wrong
And now the only thing I have to say to you...is


Oh boy, that's gotta hurt
That playboy image just didn't work
You're like a dying man on the Matterhorn
Sliding down a rope of thorns
Oh boy, that's gotta hurt


You know now what I knew then
What goes around come back again
And we both know the pain you put me through
So there you stand, a broken man
This heartache wasn't in your plans
Now I can say, I know just how you feel



Oh boy, that's gotta hurt
That playboy image just didn't work
You're like a dying man on the Matterhorn
Sliding down a rope of thorns
Oh boy, that's gotta hurt



My pain is over and yours has just begun
You're playing Russian roulette
With a fully loaded gun



Oh boy, that's gotta hurt
That playboy image just didn't work
You're like a dying man on the Matterhorn
Sliding down a rope of thorns
Oh boy, that's gotta hurt



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