| Why do i promise i’ll never turn back
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| When one step ahead steps right into the past
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| And i’m back to the start
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| Where my head’s taking over my heart, again
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| Twisting and turning, i’m tangled and torn
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| Too broke and too bent to be fixed anymore
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| Half crazy for home like a castaway prisoner of war
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| It’s hard to believe
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| That you could love the hardest parts of me
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| And it’s hard to conceive
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| The way your love unravels me
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| It’s not that i don’t want to give you my heart
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| It’s just hard
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| Some mornings it hurts just to climb out of bed
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| When the ones that i love are there shaking their heads
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| And like a fly on a screen, i’m just buzzing between
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| My life and my dreams
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| It’s just hard to believe
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| That you could love the hardest parts of me
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| And it’s hard to conceive
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| The way your love unravels me
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| It’s not that i don’t want to give you my heart
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| It’s just hard
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| So bring on the fire
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| That feeds this desire to feel unbreakable
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| 'cause it’s make me or break me
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| So please make me wake up to something more
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| 'cause it’s hard to believe
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| That you could live the hardest parts of me
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| And it’s hard to conceive
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| The way, the way your love unravels me
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| Oh, it’s not that i don’t want to give you my heart
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| It’s just hard
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| Oh, it’s not that i don’t want to give you my heart
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| It’s just hard |