I've Hurt Worse - Courtney Marie Andrews

I like you, honey, and the cool way you laugh

I like you, honey, when I argue, you argue back

I like you, honey, 'cause you don’t hold the door

I like you, honey, when I’m fighting to be yours

I like when I have to call you a second time

It keeps me wondering if you are mine

Mother says we love who we think we deserve

But I’ve hurt worse, I’ve hurt worse

I like you, honey, even when I’m feeling used

I like you, honey, you tell lies in the form of truths

I like you, honey, even when you don’t come home

I like you, honey, being with you is like being alone

I like when I have to call you a second time

It keeps me wondering if you are mine

Mother says we love who we think we deserve

But I’ve hurt worse, I’ve hurt worse

I like you, honey, you don’t listen to a word I say

I like you, honey, then you interrupt me anyway

I like you, honey, even if you only like yourself

I like you, honey, for me and you, there is no one else

I like when I have to call you a second time

It keeps me wondering if you are mine

Mother says we love who we think we deserve

But I’ve hurt worse, I’ve hurt worse