Hurts (Bentley Grey Remix)

Baby, I'm not made of stone, it hurts
Loving you the way I do, it hurts
Hold tight, it's a sing-along
I'm alright, I'm alright, but I could be wrong, baby
I know you remember me
'53 in the back of the lavory, come on
You could at least try and look at me
Oh man, oh man, what a tragedy, haha
Bang, bang, there goes paradise