Bloody - David Poe

If I saw you laying bloody in the street

I would not bother you

I’d stop and watch if I had time

Call for help if I had a dime

I wish that this wasn’t mine

But I won’t lie

'cause the story that you made up

And our subsequent breakup

Is a better party-line to tell our friends

I wish it wasn’t mine

I wish it wasn’t mine

I wish it wasn’t mine

If I saw you getting beaten in the street

I would stop them hurting you

And I’d finish the job with my own words

And make you feel that much worse, worse than any beating could

I’d leave you with more scars than cuts and bruises could

If I saw you getting beaten in the street

I wouldn’t let them hurt you

That privilege is reserved for me

I would bleed in sympathy

I want you to hurt my way

I want you to hurt my way and feel the way I do

I want you to hurt my way and feel the way I do

I do, I do, I do…

All my energy my energy

All my energy wasted on hate

But I wish it wasn’t mine…