Hard Way   





I'm moving in 

She's moving out to Los Angeles 

She's got a truck; she's got my stuff  

Packed into it 

Just seven months 

Was just enough 

Of putting up with me 

Imagine that 

A baseball bat upside her TV 

 

she says she needs some therapy 

 

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You know it seemed so simple before 

She could have asked 

I would have given her anything 

And now it's 1, 2, 3 

Blame it all on me 

And I had to find it out the hard way 

 

She calls me up 

She's breaking down 

In Los Angeles 

She misses home 

She's all alone 

She can't handle it 

But seven months was just enough 

Of putting up with her 

You're brand new nose & bigger boobs 

Don't change a thing 

 

You need some therapy 

I think you need some help 

 

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She's got a lot to figure out 

She's got a lot to think about 

She's got a lot to forget about 

She's got a lot to live without 

So many things to miss about me 

 

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