[00:14.70]Broke my shoe on a Friday night
[00:18.18]Danced so hard I forgot the fright
[00:21.24]Laughing while the blisters bleed
[00:25.02]Funny how pain is what I need
[00:28.98]Doctor said"slow down take a rest"
[00:32.64]But the ache feels better than the blessed
[00:36.24]I'm a symphony of snapped guitar strings
[00:39.90]Playing loudest when the silence stings
[00:44.91]Hurt —but I'm still on my feet
[00:47.91]Hurt —and I'm dancing to the beat
[00:51.96]Hurt —feels like a second skin
[00:55.11]Hurt —let the sting begin
[01:05.12]Scraped my knee on a memory
[01:08.34]Fell right through the cracks of what could be
[01:12.33]Picked the gravel out with a grin
[01:15.69]Scars are just tattoos from within
[01:19.44]Shattered glass in a disco ball
[01:22.98]Every broken piece is having a ball
[01:26.22]I'm a car crash wearing a party dress
[01:30.18]Beautiful disaster more or less
[01:34.65]Hurt —but I'm still on my feet
[01:38.25]Hurt —and I'm dancing to the beat
[01:41.85]Hurt —feels like a second skin
[01:45.18]Hurt —let the sting begin
[01:56.16]Bruises come in purple and blue
[01:58.56]But they fade to yellow like the morning dew
[02:02.58]Every throb is a tambourine
[02:05.67]Shaking out the spaces in between
[02:08.55]I don't want the medicine
[02:11.91]I don't want the ice
[02:13.38]Give me all the sharp edges
[02:15.27]I'll roll them into rice
[02:17.22]Hurt —I'm still counting the cost
[02:20.88]Hurt —but nothing's ever lost
[02:24.42]Hurt —turn the volume to ten
[02:27.21]Hurt —and dance it all again
[02:30.27](spoken over fading bass)
[02:31.59]Hurt huh feels good actually
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