juliana hatfield
my darling
You're hurting me, my darling, my darling, my darling It's killing me, my darling, my darling, my darling Tell me, what can I do? Help me help you  You never give me anything, anything, anything But you needed everything - much, much more than I could bring I heard the things that you said Things really are messing with my head  Sweet on the outside, but bitter on the inside I'm giving up now, but I swear to God I really tried I was happy as a child