Eastwood - Hate to Hurt

You are so good to me
And I’m so bad for you
We could play this game
Day after day
But it’s wrong, I’d hate to

You call my name
I look away
I’m too ashamed

You sit and talk to me
Dodging the truth
Because it’s hard to see through
We could tie the ends
But they’re frayed
And too old to hold on to

You call my name
I look away
I’m too ashamed
Of the way that I hurt you