all my triumph and regretndoesn't matter when i'm with younso throw yourself into my armsnand i promise i'll protect younnand i know you are hurtingnand i know you are hurtingnnput your letters in a boxnand pretend i never wrote themnslide them underneath your bednand pretend to be the victimnnand i know you are hurtingnand i know you are hurtingnyou are hurtingnand i know you are hurtingnyou are hurtingnand i know you are hurtingnyou are hurtingnnyou are hurtingnyou are hurting