I keep trying to clear my head, be a little more articulate But the hurt gets caught in my hands, and I can't help but toss it back I never meant to be your problem I thought I'd be honest, babe But it's easier said than done Easier to cut and run Can you ever skip the hurt in love? Can you ever know someone? I know that it kills sometimes I know that it wasn't planned I know that it happens So maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone I know that it kills sometimes I know that it wasn't planned I know that it happens So maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone It takes a little practice Suppose I almost had it I thought I was concise, but it turns out I guess it's one of those nights Military tactics Like we're from two different atlases Inside the corners of your mind You've got your stories and I've got mine You're already passed I'm already mine With a little practice We'll be friends I know that it kills sometimes I know that it wasn't planned I know that it happens So maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone I know that it kills sometimes I know that it wasn't planned I know that it happens So maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone I know that it kills sometimes I know that it happens