Well, the sun came up this morning like a burning red balloon It broke into my window and it slipped across the room It spread itself upon me like the smell of sweet perfume I was sleeping like a baby I'm not a saviour, I'm not a saint I'm not an angel, I'm not that quaint Don't need a preacher to be that wise Don't need a teacher, I've got my eyes You hurt me and I hate you, you hurt me The history of bitterness, you have left a blazing trail If you had been a hammer, I'd be a broken nail You gave me nothing, nothing but regret Don't think it's over, it's not over yet You hurt me and I hate you, you hurt me You put me down, you put me down You hurt me and I hate you, you hurt me You put me down, you put me down They tell you there's no hell on earth It's like a woman's form And if you have to face yourself Women should not be born And if you have to face yourself You'll find me standing there In the shadows, in the corners At the foot of every step You put me down, you put me down You put me down, you put me down You put me down, you put me down You put me down, you put me down You hurt me and I hate you, you hurt me You hurt me and I hate you, you hurt me You hurt me and I hate you, you hurt me You put me down, you put me down You hurt me and I hate you, you hurt me You put me down, you put me down You hurt me and I hate you, you hurt me