It helps to swear if you're hurt, To scream, and kick, and curse Damning the hypocrites and liars For what they call friendly fire When it seems no suture can make it better Just remember... It helps to swear if you're hurt Even when they've done nothing wrong The resentment is just as strong Don't punish yourself for painting fiction For there's more to be seen in a narrowing vision If you swear, I can tell, something's beating you down And we'll dig you out from your underground It's less like a light switch, and more like a dimmer While the anger is fading, the room will get brighter Same with your language, I understand There's a spectrum between words like cunt and damn So remember... It helps to swear if you're hurt