"I hurt myself today,
To see if I still feel.
I focus on the pain,
The only thing that's real.
The needle tears a hole,
The old familiar sting.
Try to kill it all away,
But I remember everything.
What have I become,
My sweetest friend.
Everyone I know goes away,
In the end.
And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt.
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.
I wear this crown of thorns,
Upon my liar's chair.
Full of broken thoughts,
I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time,
The feelings disappear.
You are someone else,
I am still right here.
What have I become,
My sweetest friend.
Everyone I know goes away,
In the end.
And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt.
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.
If I could start again,
A million miles away,
I would keep myself,
I would find a way."
Hurt (as performed by Johnny Cash)