The Hurting Game

(Gene Clark, Pat Robinson)



Of the sad tale you are the bearer
Tell it to me, and you tell the mirror

You played the game and lost
You're paying up the cost
You couldn't make it any clearer

I'll tell mine too, if you will listen
So far my own true love is missing

If she meant everything
What was the reasoning?
Of giving up love and giving permission

CHORUS
To get started in the hurting game
From that moment things were not the same
Where there was happiness
There's only loneliness
And memories to haunt you
Over and over

I wish I knew what to say to you
You see I feel the same way too
I played the game and lost
I'm paying up the cost
For giving up love and giving permission

CHORUS

If you get started in the hurting game

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