{title: Hurt}
{artist: Johnny Cash}
{year: 2002}
{key: Am}

[Am]  [C]  [D]  [Am]  [C]  [D]

[Am]   I [C]hurt mys[D]elf to[Am]day, to [C]see if [D]I still [Am]feel
I [C]focus [D] on the p[Am]ain, the [C]only th[D]ing that's [Am]real
The [C]needle [D]tears a [Am]hole, the [C]old fam[D]iliar st[Am]ing
Try to [C]kill it [D]  all a[Am]way, but I re[C]member [D]everyth[G]ing

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[Am]What have I be[F]come? [C]  My sweetest fr[G]iend
[Am]Everyone I k[F]now goes away [C]  in the [G]end
And [Am]you could have it [F]all, [G]my empire of [G]dirt
[Am]I will let you [F]down, [G]I will make you [Am]hurt
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[Am]  [C]  [D]  [Am]  [C]  [D]

[Am]   I [C]wear this [D]crown of [Am]thorns, up[C]on my [D]liar's [Am]chair
[C]Full of [D]broken th[Am]oughts, [C]I can[D]not re[Am]pair
Be[C]neath the [D]stains of [Am]time, the [C]feelings [D]disap[Am]pear
[C]You are so[D]meone e[Am]lse, [C]I am [D]still right [G]here

{soc}
{eoc}

If [Am]I could start aga[F]in, a [G]million miles a[G]way
[Am]I would keep my[F]self, [G]I would find a way