Hurt - Et Al

Feel, damn you, feel like you're alive again Take ten broken limbs and make it all right for them I need you more, more than you'll ever notice But I need to do more if you're to ever know this And you won't care et al No you won't care et al No you won't care et al No you won't care et al No you won't care at al Dance puppetboy if you do a good job Then they'll want you again, give it all that you got Show them the joy and the pain and the ending And then do it again and we'll all start pretending To pay more attention to what's aforementioned And you bob your head 'cause you're not even listening. A very small few of you even get meanings But laugh, clownboy, laugh 'cause it's always so pleasing Feel, damn you, feel like you're alive again I needed to know, I'm needing a show of hands for it We couldn't be sure 'cause we see a lot of them But I traded it all did I make a difference et al? I met a woman; she was wonderful Everything perfect, we both had the world But I filled up my senses with thoughts from the ghosts And I spent our life savings, left no room for both of us Crying and trying and screaming aloud I barely can see her, tumultuous crowds Are careful to hide her and sing much too loud, So they don't even know what I'm talking about Feel, damn you, feel like you're alive again I needed you more than you would ever notice et al I couldn't be sure that you would ever know This but I gave it my all did I make a difference et al? Et al, et al, et al, et al, et al And you won't care et al No you won't care et al No you won't care et al No you won't care et al No you won't...