don't hurt

i'm not sure if i'm entitled

to anything i feel

only friends that i can trust

are my four spinning wheels

one more curve and maybe it won't hurt

they'll find you in my wake

forget my face

i'm just a name

i smiled by mistake

so what hurts in your long and quiet hours?

if i bite

all my wounds are tasting sour

i can't explain what i became

or who i saw in you

but above the clouds hanging in the air

it wouldn't be much use

come on