Don’t try to treat me nice
If it’s hard, you don’t have to be my friend
Let me give you some advice:
If it’s hard, you don’t have to pretend
Any way I see it, it’s not too clear
Once I think I’ve seen it, it’s disappeared
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(And) I’m down in the dumps about it
I’m down in the dumps about it
I’m down in the dumps
I’m down in the dumps
I’m down in the dumps about it
Feel free to speak your mind
If it’s hard, you don’t have to look at me
You don’t have to be kind
If it’s hard it’s not a part of me
Round and round I take it, it still isn’t straight
Then I re-arrange it, but at any rate
(chorus)
I try to lift myself out of this game
But every move I make starts to seem the same
(and I’m down in the dumps about it...)
Let me go on my way
If it’s hard, pretend I’m gonna stay
I may return one day
If it’s hard, remember not to wait
And If and when it happens, don’t ask why
When we come to that bridge, don’t say goodbye
(Chorus)