It's much harder than I thought,
walking as a living dead.
staring blankly in the air.

It's much harder than I thought,
looking at the phone,
talking on the phone.

It's much harder than I thought,
finishing my cereal,
drinking cups of tea.

It's much harder than I thought,
not doing none' at all,
always keeping busy.


Would it be easier to just
say that I miss you?


It's much harder than I thought,
finding any pleasure,
instead of been' full of doubt.

It's much harder than I thought,
not watching our show,
or just driving straight ahead.

It's much harder than I thought,
keeping proper distance
from the songs that touch my heart.

It's much harder than I thought,
having been so close,
was it the right decision?

It's much harder than I thought,
knowing that you cry,
lie awake at night thinking.


Would it be easier to just
say that I miss you?


And since when the fuck am I a lyricist?!