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Well, it hurts from the bottom |
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and it hurts down to your soul |
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that's because true love is not nice. |
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And it brings up hurt from when |
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you were five years old |
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that's because true love is nice. |
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Oh, pain, pain, pain, |
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ain't that just love's name, |
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love can bring up hurt |
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from way down low. |
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It now be unforsized, |
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true love is just not cizilized. |
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True love is not nice, |
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no, no. |
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Well, you've been hurt before, |
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but now you're hurt and sore. |
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True love is not nice. |
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And if it's real love then |
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that hurt won't go, well, |
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true love is not nice. |
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Oh, pain, pain, pain, |
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rain, rain, rain, |
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that's why you felt loves |
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arrow and said, oh, |
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Well, you knew from your first flirt, |
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that love was here to hurt. |
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True love is not nice, |
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no, no. |