Everything shines in the morning, br they shine and whine and hurt me, br the Sundays sit sly and wait br they hurt me baby, they mock me br br The water in the shower, cold br our love making on the wall, br distant memories, they meet, br my love down the drain, they cry br br The rug on the floor bleeds br our love making seeps in the floor br they hurt me, darling, these scents br our raw hunger painted, they hurt me br br baby my darling, the love you gave me br the prayers i prayed for you, br the kisses you took, the roses i picked, br everything burns, everything hurtsbr br Reshma Rameshbr br