(Springfield)
She looked at me with eyes that cut right through me and said
"You must be blind

let me tell you a little something about yourself
You're the hurtin' kind"
I must admit after the pain and fight

I've a sneaking suspicion that you might be right

[Chorus:]

I love you, I love you, I love you
But I can't stop hurting you
I want to, I want to

I can't stop hurting you
I can't, I can't
I can't stop hurting you, it's getting bad

I don't know what to do

I see you packing up all your precious little things

That mean so much to you
I hurt you now you're moving out again
But we know just what you'll do

We'll see the error of our ways in crime
With conciliatory promises we'll change this time


[Chorus]

I love you, I love you

I can't stop hurting you
I need to, I need to
I can't stop hurting you

I can't, I can't
I can't stop hurting you
It's getting bad, I don't know what to do


And when you go I miss you all night
The wounds heal form the scratch and bite

I don't know what's wrong
I don't know what to right
But I can't stop hurting you

I can't stop hurting you

We talk so coolly about the pros and cons

When I get hot-headed I just can't hold on

[Chorus]


I love you, I love you, I love you
I can't stop hurting you

I need to, I need to
I can't stop hurting you
I can't, I can't

I can't stop hurting you
It's getting bad, I don't know what to do