I

hurt

my-

self

to-

day

To

see

if

I

still

feel

I

fo-

cus

on

the

pain

The

on-

ly

thing

that's

real

The

nee-

dle

tears

a

hole

The

old

fa-

mi-

liar

sting

Try

to

kill

it

all

a-

way

But

I

re-

mem-

ber

ev'-

ry-

thing.

What

have

I

be-

come

My

sweet-

est

friend

Ev'-

ry-

one

I

know

goes

a-

way

In

the

end

And

you

could

have

it

all

My

em-

pi-

re

of

dirt

I

will

let

you

down

I

will

make

you

hurt.

I

wear

this

crown

of

thorns

Up-

on

my

li-

ar's

chair.

Full

of

bro-

ken

thoughts

I

can-

not

re-

pair.

Be-

neath

the

stains

of

time

The

feel-

ings

dis-

app-

ear.

You

are

some-

one

else

I

am

still

right

here

What

have

I

be-

come

My

sweet-

est

friend

Ev'-

ry-

one

I

know

goes

a-

way

In

the

end

And

you

could

have

it

all

My

em-

pi-

re

of

dirt

I

will

let

you

down

I

will

make

you

hurt.

If

I

could

start

a-

gain

a

mill-

ion

miles

a-

way

I

would

keep

my-

self

I

would

find

a

way