Hurting

You
Who sit there in darkness
You
Who are hurting
You
Who are despairing
You
Who are lonely

For You I want to sing
This song about hurting
I guess it is quite real
‘Cause I wrote it about Me

You
Who drown Your sorrows
In liquor and tobacco
You
Who are just dreaming
You were somewhere else

For You I want to sing
This song about hurting
I guess it is quite real
‘Cause I wrote it about Me 

You
Who were cheated
You
Who were beaten
You
Who took the whole blame
You
Who never found someone to love

For You I want to sing
This song about hurting
I guess it is quite real
‘Cause I wrote it about Me

Because We know it better that anyone
That fortune is a precious thing
Because while all fortune soon comes to an end
There’s no end on hurting at all

Because while all fortune soon comes to an end
There’s no end on hurting at all