Sep 28, 2010 20:02
I can't compete with the clear eyes of strangers
I'm more and more replaced by my friends each night
I can't compete, just can't recover
How many years it's been, it's day one in my mind
That's the first step each time
The heart is hard to find
Yes, the heart is hard to find
It's hard to find the heart sometimes
I can't compete with your new-found religion
The good word seems everywhere, but good words only
I can't compete with a real education
All the fucked up things you say
Couldn't possibly be any less help to me
The heart is hard to find
Yes, the heart is hard to find
It's hard to find the heart sometimes
It's hard to find the heart
Sometimes
Sometimes