Secondhand Hurt - Devin Dawson

It’s been three months, since I lit one up

But I needed something on my lips to get me through

I didn’t see this coming, when I let you go

I didn’t think it’d be this hard

Getting over you

If I was the one who called it quits

Why in the hell do I feel like this

If saying goodbye was for the best

Then tell me why I’m such a god damn mess

If I was the one who broke your heart

Why am I so torn apart

If I was the one who lit our love and let it burn

Why am I breathing in this second hand hurt

If you hated me

Maybe then it wouldn’t cut so deep

Maybe then I’d get some sleep

Knowing you were dying, crying

Nobody told me how hard it is to be the breaker

I’ve always only been the broken love

If you’d loved them so much

They’d both just feel the same

If I was the one who called it quits

Why in the hell do I feel like this

If saying goodbye was for the best

Then tell me why I’m such a god damn mess

If I was the one who broke your heart

Why am I so torn apart

If I was the one who lit our love and let it burn

Why am I breathing in this second hand hurt

If you were the fool

I probably would’ve stayed with you

Would’ve waited for you and me

Guess the joke’s on me

Cause I’m just left her wondering

If I was the one who called it quits

Why in the hell do I feel like this

If saying goodbye was for the best

Then tell me why I’m such a god damn mess

If I was the one who broke your heart

Why am I so torn apart

If I was the one who lit our love and let it burn

Why am I breathing in this second hand hurt

This second hand hurt