It Don't Hurt (Live From Central Park/1999)

It's don't hurt like it did I can sing my song again It's don't hurt like it did I can sing my song again I scraped the paper off the wall I put down carpet in the hall I left no trace of you at all And I can sing my song again I don't dream 'cuz I don't sleep The moon is hanging like your hat The sun comes up, well I don't see Curtains tied up like a bat The electric man looks good today Maybe not, well I'm trying hard Trying hard to feel that way, The electric man's a good place to start Took your paintings off the wall That one of me that you called doll I added on 'cuz the house was feeling small Now I can sing my song again I don't think of you no more Except for everyday or two I don't think of you no more Except for in between the sun and moon Packed up and moved out after all Bulldozed the house and watched it fall That blessed sight I still recall I can sing my song again I can sing my song It don't hurt like it did, it hurts worse Who do I kid?