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⭐ VERSE 1 (clean, weiblich, realistisch)
I’ve been trying not to think,
but you live in every quiet place.
I still hear your voice
in the corners I can’t face.
I keep telling all my friends
that I’m better on my own—
but they don’t know the nights
where I fall apart alone.
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⭐ PRE-CHORUS (kurz, effektiv)
I’m pretending I’m okay,
but I’m breaking just the same.
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⭐ CHORUS
’Cause it hurts like hell…
(der gleiche wie oben)
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⭐ BRIDGE (female, soft, zitternd)
I hate the way I miss you,
I hate the way it feels.
I hate that moving on
still doesn’t make it real.
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⭐ FINAL CHORUS (größer, verzweifelter)
“God, it hurts like hell,
more than I ever let you see.
I said I’d be fine,
but it’s ripping every part of me.
I thought I’d heal,
but I’m drowning in the space where you fell.
And I hate that it still…
hurts like hell.”