Why would you question a meeting of minds
A stray conversation, the passing of time?
I told you I'm harder than any you've found
But you broke me in and you broke me down
There's girls who give easy and girls who fold fast
And women who'll love you in spite of your past
So why are we trying to make this one last?
We don't have to be wrong, we don't have to feel bad
I said this is the hardest part
We forget who we are and forget what we want
If feels wrong, but I guess it seems smart
It's funny you'd say that; I've heard it before
I find it gets harder and hurts...
