How can you expect more of me?
I come from chaos
Brought up in tragedy
How you live depends on how you perceive life
I'm a glass-half-empty-girl.
But I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You live by example, I'm confused
I thought love huts I thought love leaves bruises
But there you go challenging those who told me
There's a thorn on every rose
But I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
I-I don't believe that
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
You hurt the ones you love
Writer(s): Mats Lie Skaare, Maria Mena
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