It Hurts

So you want to know just how I feel about you I could live without you, just don't want to I cross my heart and hope to die But my heart says you're dying to cross my mind Oh, the night is so young It hurts Pluck a heart-string, duck for cover Hear the phone ring, start to stutter He wants to know why I sit and sigh so I yelled your name like a secret out the window Oh, the night is so young It hurts Grow up, grow up, my baby Grow up, grow up, sweetheart Grow up, grow up, my baby Grow up, grow up, sweetheart

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