Hurt Prone

Hurt Prone - Graham Coxon

Written by：Graham Coxon

Every time I see you I got that feeling that

I've seen you before

And each time I try to talk to you

I just get the feeling that I'm being a bore

And I'm sitting down with my hands on my head

And all I'm thinking about

Is a shadow falling over my mind

And I feel if I get to talk to you

Like something's gotta

Like the suns gotta shine

It's always been so difficult

To talk to you in my small dark place

And everything I feel so strange

About keeps on changing it's shape

One day I might open my eyes

And decide that I am dead

Until that day I'll just try

And dream of you inside my head

You were soiled

You are now

I want you

To feel real blue

All my life I'm beginning to feel like

I'm running to where nothing really exists

And I write a thought of mine

On my t shirt instead

I feel like a child I put pen

To paper and I'm beginning to cry

And all you can do is absorb

My tears when I do not say bye bye

You're so good

You are mine

I'm so bad

When I don't shine

You're so fine out of time

You're so cruel to this fool

I wanna talk but all is blocked

And I just don't know every what to say

And every night I'm dreaming dreaming