hurts like hell

It's been two years eighth months and a day Walking 'round in New York in the rain And right now I'm a walking cliche It's been two years eighth months nothing's changed I'm out here trying to love somebody I tell myself I'm doing well But every time I think about you Still hurts like hell Where'd you meet Where's he from What's his name Does he touch Does he love you the same And I know I'm a walking cliche It's been two years eight months nothing's changed I'm out here trying to love somebody I tell myself I'm doing well But every time I think about you It still hurts like hell By now you're probably loving somebody By now you're probably doing well But every time I think about you It still hurts like hell It still hurts like hell It still hurts like hell I close my eyes and you're here in my mind I close my eyes and you're here for a while I'm out here trying to love somebody I'm out here all by myself And every time I think about you It still hurts like hell By now you're probably loving somebody By now you're probably doing well But every time I think about you Oh it still hurts like hell yeah Oh it still hurts like hell yeah Oh it still hurts like hell