| Lately I’ve been picking at the fossil in my throat
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| It’s hard to stare into the ocean
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| And to try to stay afloat
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| Now don’t upset yourself due to the changing of my mood
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| I’m hard to please sometimes
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| I’m hard to please sometimes
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| I’m on a staircase to the bottom of the bottom of my soul
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| Although my feet are still connected
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| They are out of my control
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| Now please refrain yourself from worrying on my behalf
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| I’m hard to understand sometimes
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| I’m hard to understand sometimes
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| Honey come with me It’s just you and me Baby believe it’s
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| As simple as can be I will be the jail that sets you free
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| I will be the jail that sets you free
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| I’m shuffling underneath my pillow for the bed-crumbs of my mind
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| It’s hard to look there for a future
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| When I left it all behind
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| Please don’t condescend and say you’ve heard this one before
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| I’m hard to please sometimes
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| I’m hard to please sometimes
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| And while you’re offering a handshake to a goddamn amputee
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| I feel my phantom heart is scratching in a train-wreck memory
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| Please don’t try to cure me with on rectifying glance
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| I’m hard to understand sometimes
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| I’m hard to understand sometimes
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| Honey come with me It’s just you and me Baby believe it’s
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| As simple as can be I will be the jail that sets you free
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| I will be the jail that sets you free
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| I’m hard to please sometimes
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| I’m hard to please sometimes
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| I will be the jail that makes you
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| I will be the jail that breaks you
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| I will be the jail that sets you free |