It`s been two years
Eight months and a day
Walking `round in New York in the rain
And right now I`m a walking cliché
It`s been two years
Eight months, nothing`s changed
I`m out here trying to love somebody
I tell myself I`m doing well
But every time I think about you
It still hurts like hell
Where`d you meet?
Where`s he from? What`s his name?
Does he touch, does he love you the same?
And I know I`m a walking cliché
It`s been two years
Eight months and nothing`s changed
I`m out here trying to love somebody
I tell myself I`m doing well
But every time I think about you
It still hurts like hell
By now you`re probably loving somebody
By now you`re probably doing well
But every time I think about you
It still hurts like hell
It still hurts like hell
It still hurts like hell
I close my eyes
You`re here in my mind
I close my eyes
You`re here for a while
I`m out here trying to love somebody
I`m out here all by myself
And every time I think about you
It still hurts like hell
By now you`re probably loving somebody
By now you`re probably doing well
But every time I think about you
It still hurts like hell
It still hurts like hell
It still hurts like hell