Too many glasses broken under the table
I want a bed that’s warm and two homes that are stable
What ever happened to the things on the tree
That you dated so meticulously?

And I’m driving home now
'cause it’s not you anymore
Your street is bumpy
And the water is cold

You’re making this harder this harder on me(x2)

And I wanted to ask you to sit with me
For a little while 'cause I couldn’t sleep
Weighed down my options with a decade of doubt
It was easier not to so I kept my mouth shut

And I’m breathing deeply
Just like you taught me to do
And you said that sometimes
People just say things

Am I making this harder this harder on you?(x2)
On you(x4)