THE HURT PROCESS LYRICS

"You Don't Get Gold For Second Place"

Here comes that feeling back again
and this time it's not fading
I guess now we're gonna have to act
and stop this pretending

The gap grows larger yet we're both still hanging on
What happened to those early smiles?
Isn't it time we came around?
Isn't it time we came around?
There is no consolation

Don't forget what time and where
I don't know when I'll get home
But I'll bear it in mind
But I'll bear it in mind
We'll compare hangovers tomorrow

The gap grows larger yet we're both still hanging on
What happened to those early smiles?
Isn't it time we came around?
Isn't it time we came around?
There is no consolation

[screaming] It's the whole love in love equation
Routine against the unknown
Life's a gamble anyway
This has no conclusion

I'm bored (I'm bored)
of these (of these)
average days
I'm bored (I'm bored)
of these (of these)
average days
I'm bored (I'm bored)
of these (of these)
average days
I'm bored (I'm bored)
of these (of these)
average days

The gap grows larger yet we're both still hanging on
What happened to those early smiles?
Isn't it time we came around?
Isn't it time we came around?
There is no consolation
There is no consolation
There is no consolation

Thanks to Al for these lyrics

Thanks to Volcomsurfer38 for correcting these lyrics

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