| Would it kill you just to let it all work out?
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| Trying so hard just to break it down
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| I somehow didn’t see it 'til just now, 'til now
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| Spent that summer feeling sorry
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| Like I thought I’d never get to September
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| So I loafed around, intent to wait for it
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| Oh, things were shaping up to take a while
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| All that waiting, not a single smile
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| Oh, and it’s so hard
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| To spend all winter
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| Wanting summer like you couldn’t bear the cold
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| Six months later, it’s a bummer
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| Like it instantly got old
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| Oh, things were playing out just like I thought
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| No sense staying bent over what’s not
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| Oh, is it so hard?
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| Would it kill you just to let it all work out?
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| Trying so hard just to break it down
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| I somehow didn’t see it 'til just now, 'til now
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| One day you knew
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| You were letting every worthwhile breath
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| Just pass right through you
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| With each one, you drew nearer to your death
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| I’ve got so much on my plate
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| Sometimes, I try not to let it bog me down, I know
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| Oh, everybody told me so
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| Would it kill you just to let it all work out?
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| Trying so hard just to break it down
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| I somehow didn’t see it 'til just now, 'til now
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| Would it kill you just to let it all work out?
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| Trying so hard just to break it down
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| I somehow didn’t see it 'til just now, oh no! |