“Point me to my chair, make me sing that awful song that you cannot bear, still you take until it’s gone. No hard, no hard feelings. Want me to say right words?
Make you feel incredible; I’m selling myself short pulling teeth to make it work. No hard, no hard feelings.
Won’t you try to forgive?
Won’t you try to be anyone else?
We pace around the room make good friends with shiny floors. This apartment’s so cold, got not heat to fill the noise. You’re driving no control, wanna crack the window, toss your phone. I’m in trouble tomorrow, we’ve got time to fake it so no hard, no hard feelings.
Won’t you try to forgive?
Won’t you try to be anyone else?”