I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair,
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend -
Everyone I know goes away
in the end

And you could have it all,
my empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt.

(Typed verbatim from Johnny Cash's version of "Hurt".)