It don't hurt like it did
I can sing my song again
It don't hurt like it did
I can sing my song again

Scraped the paper off the wall
I put down carpet in the hall
I left no trace of you at all
And I can sing my song again

I don't dream 'cause I don't sleep
The moon is hanging like your hat
The sun comes up well I don't see
Curtains tied up like a bat

The electric man looks good today
Well, maybe not, well, I'm trying hard
Trying hard to feel that way
The electric man's a good place to start

Took your paintings off the wall
That one of me that you call "doll"
I added on 'cause the house was feeling small
Now I can sing my song again

I don't think of you no more
Except for everyday or two
I don't think of you no more
Except for in between the sun and the moon

Packed up and moved out after all
Bulldozed the house and watched it fall
That blessed sight I still recall
I can sing my song again

I can sing my song again
It don't hurt like it did, it hurts worse
Who do I kid
Woo-ooh?

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Jeffrey Trott, Sheryl Crow