7:42 in the morning, 8 seconds before it all sinks in.
Put your best face on for the world and fake another smile and just
But your just puttin off the pain, nothings ever really going to change.
So let it hurt, let it be, let it take you right down to your knees, let it
Burn to the worst degree
May not be what you want, but its what you need
Sometimes the only way around it, is to let love do its work And let it
Hurt, yea let hurt
3:28 in the morning. Counting up the spaces between the rain.
Your getting use to the rocks at the bottom, your heart goes numb but the
lonely stays the same.
And thats price your bound to pay, and theres
nothing really nothing anyone can say. Oh theres only just one way
Yea let it out
Yea let it hurt
You might just find your better for it, when you let go and you, and you
Let let it hurt, let it bleed
Let it take you right done to your knees
Hey...sometimes the only way around it, is to let love do its work, let
Love do its work, so go on, go on and let it hurt, let it burn
7:42 in the morning, 8 seconds before it all sinks in
Writer(s): Gordie Sampson, Caitlin Smith, Gordon Francis Sampson, Caitlyn Elizabeth Smith, Jay Demarcus
Copyright: Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, Bughouse, Dash8 Music, Eileenssong, Music Of Stage Three, Songs Of Cornman
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