Hurt Again

I can already gauge it I'm too opinionated And your mama's gonna hate it You don't fit in with my friends I see them gettin' jealous 'Cause you take up all my weekends You remind me of my past That's how I know that this won't last And I know I should go pack But where's the fun in that? Oh, I can see the future, it doesn't look pretty I'm lookin' in your eyes, I'm ready to be hurt again Feel some type of way whenever you're with me I know we're fighting fire with fire, but I'm Ready to be hurt, hurt again Ready to be hurt, hurt again You can't read my emotions Whether I keep them closed in Or out there in the open I can't tell what you're thinkin', mm You're so back and forth, by the time that I figured it out I can't figure it out You remind me of my past That's how I know that this won't last And I know I should go pack But where's the fun in that? Oh, I can see the future, it doesn't look pretty I'm lookin' in your eyes, I'm ready to be hurt again Feel some type of way whenever you're with me I know we're fighting fire with fire, but I'm Ready to be hurt, hurt again Ready to be hurt, hurt again I'm here, hoping you'll prove me wrong Come here, I wanna be proven wrong But we're so back and forth, by the time that we figure it out We can't figure it out, mm I can see the future, it doesn't look pretty (oh) I'm lookin' in your eyes, I'm ready to be hurt again (ready to be hurt) Feel some type of way whenever you're with me I know we're fighting fire with fire, but I'm (again, again, again) Ready to be hurt, hurt again (I'm ready, I'm ready) Ready to be hurt, hurt again (I'm ready, I'm ready) Come here (come here, babe) (Ready to be hurt) again, again, again Come here (I'm ready, come here, babe) (Ready to be hurt) again, again, again I'm ready Again, again, again --- Hurt Again - Julia Michaels