CHASING HURT | An A.I.den Hollow Story

Some mistakes don't start with a kiss. They start with a conversation. A coffee break. A text message you shouldn't send. A person you know is dangerous the moment you meet them. Chasing Hurt is a story about self-destruction disguised as connection. About meeting the right person at the wrong time and realizing too late that maybe you weren't chasing love at all... Maybe you were chasing the wreckage. 🖤 A.I.den Hollow If you've ever sabotaged something good... If you've ever known better and did it anyway... This one's for you. #AIDENHOLLOW #ChasingHurt #AlternativeRock #PostGrunge # __________LYRICS_______________ I knew better. That's the worst part. I knew better. --- Started with coffee breaks And twenty minute talks You laughed at all my worst jokes I hated how that caught A little too familiar A little too damn fast Like we'd skipped introductions And picked up from the past You had somebody waiting So did I Yet there we were Watching lines blur Night after night --- Everybody warned me Everybody knew Funny thing about red flags They just look like flags When you're standing next to you --- WAS I CHASING HER? OR WAS I CHASING HURT? ANOTHER MATCH TO THROW ON EVERYTHING THAT WORKED SHE FELT LIKE HOME BUT HOME DON'T LEAVE SCARS SO WAS I CHASING HER? OR WAS I JUST CHASING HURT? --- Nothing happened At least that's what I'd say No hotel keys No lipstick stains No secret getaway Just phone calls lasting hours And texts I should've ignored Giving pieces of my heart away While pretending I was bored I kept telling myself I had control But I've heard that lie before --- Cause every time life gets stable Every time things get good I start digging for a reason To burn down what I should --- WAS I CHASING HER? OR WAS I CHASING HURT? ANOTHER MATCH TO THROW ON EVERYTHING THAT WORKED SHE FELT LIKE HOME BUT HOME DON'T LEAVE SCARS SO WAS I CHASING HER? OR WAS I JUST CHASING HURT? --- Maybe it wasn't love Maybe it was loneliness Maybe it was seeing myself In somebody else's mess Maybe I wanted saving Maybe she did too Maybe broken people Just know what broken people do --- I KNEW BETTER I KNEW BETTER I KNEW BETTER AND I DID IT ANYWAY --- I SAW THE CLIFF I HIT THE GAS AND ACTED SHOCKED WHEN EVERYTHING CRASHED --- The saddest part? You never asked me to choose You never asked me to leave You never even crossed the line --- I crossed it in my head A hundred times --- WAS I CHASING HER? OR WAS I CHASING HURT? TRYING TO FILL A HOLE THAT ONLY GETS WORSE SHE FELT LIKE HOME AND THAT'S WHAT TORE ME APART CAUSE MAYBE I NEVER WANTED HER MAYBE I JUST WANTED THE HURT --- I still think about that question More than I think about her --- Was I chasing you? --- Or was I just chasing The wreckage again?