Hurt Again - Julia Michaels

I can already gauge it

I’m too opinionated

And your mama’s gonna hate it

You don’t fit in with my friends

I see them gettin' jealous

'Cause you take up all my weekends

You remind me of my past

That’s how I know that this won’t last

And I know I should go pack

But where’s the fun in that?

Ah, I can see the future, it doesn’t look pretty

I’m looking in your eyes, I’m ready to be hurt again

Feel some type of way whenever you’re with me

I know we’re fighting fire with fire, but I’m

Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah

Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah, mmm

You can’t read my emotions

Whether I keep them closed in

Or out there in the open

I can’t tell what you’re thinking, mmm

You’re so back and forth

By the time that I figured it out

I can’t figure it out

You remind me of my past

That’s how I know that this won’t last

And I know I should go pack

But where’s the fun in that?

Ah, I can see the future, it doesn’t look pretty

I’m looking in your eyes, I’m ready to be hurt again

Feel some type of way whenever you’re with me

I know we’re fighting fire with fire, but I’m

Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah

Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah

I’m here, hoping you’ll prove me wrong

Come here, I wanna be proven wrong

But we’re so back and forth

By the time that we figure it out

We can’t figure it out, mmm

I can see the future, it doesn’t look pretty (Oh)

I’m looking in your eyes

I’m ready to be hurt again (Ready to be hurt)

Feel some type of way whenever you’re with me

I know we’re fighting fire with fire, but I’m (Again, again, again)

Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah (I'm ready, I’m ready)

Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah (I'm ready, I’m ready)

Come here (Come here, babe)

Ready to be hurt (Again, again)

Come here (Come here, babe)

Ready to be hurt (Again, again)

I’m ready, again, again, again