You took it back.
You took my heart out of my body,
but never put it back.
It hurts more than loving you a thousand times,
and it hurts more than not loving you at all.

Don't take it back.
Sometimes sanity is better when left intact,
so pull back my sleeve.
There is a scar that says I'll love you a thousand times.
But do I even have a chance?
Or is it another sign, a different time, cause' loving you isn't really fair.

You don't want me back,
when it was you who always lashed the last slap.
Who always one the battles,
but never took on a war.
It's so hard to tell you I'm not strong,
that I just want to be your whipping post again.
And see those traces in my back,
that say I'll love you a thousand times,
I'll love you even though you don't care.
You never cared.

A thousand times, a thousand times. I'll love you even though you don't care.