The 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
But seven months

Was just enough
Of putting up with me
Imagine that
A baseball bat upside her TV

She says she needs some therapy

You know it seemed so simple before
She could have asked
I would have given her anything
And then 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
Your brand new nose and bigger boobs
They don't change a thing

You need some therapy
I think you need some help

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

Written by Jaret Reddick