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It’s been two years, eight months, and a day Walking around 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, 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 Hurts like, hurts like hell Hurts like, hurts like hell Hurts like, hurts like hell Hurts like hell, hurts like hell I close my eyes You’re here in my mind I close my eyes And you’re here for awhile 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 Hurts like, hurts like hell Hurts like, hurts like hell Hurts like, hurts like hell Hurts like hell, hurts like hell