Hard to Live Harder to Love by To The Wind Lyrics
Long before you made your decision
Did you ever think about the consequences and what it brings?
It pains me to think it's all self-inflicted
And I'll never know why on earth it had to come to this
We'll never know what's in your fucking head
In her darkest hour
She feels the ground fall beneath her
All alone she sinks, all alone she treads
Never once did she think
She could feel so cold it's a damn shame
All alone she'll sleep, all alone she'll wake
No trust for anyone
Everyday's like living a bad dream
The wounds she wears are for her own safety (sad truth)
Illusions, disorders, and all things immoral
Around she goes spinning in circles
Around she goes spinning in circles
In her darkest hour
She feels the ground fall beneath her
All alone she sinks, all alone she treads
Never once did she think
She could feel so cold it's a damn shame
All alone she'll sleep, all alone she'll wake
Around she goes spun in circles
Around she goes spun in circles
Hard to live, harder to love
And who knew under that cold coat of skin
She looks back at her life
And now she's scared to fucking death of what has become
Of what has become
What has become
What has become
What has become
Did you ever think about the consequences and what it brings?
It pains me to think it's all self-inflicted
And I'll never know why on earth it had to come to this
We'll never know what's in your fucking head
In her darkest hour
She feels the ground fall beneath her
All alone she sinks, all alone she treads
Never once did she think
She could feel so cold it's a damn shame
All alone she'll sleep, all alone she'll wake
No trust for anyone
Everyday's like living a bad dream
The wounds she wears are for her own safety (sad truth)
Illusions, disorders, and all things immoral
Around she goes spinning in circles
Around she goes spinning in circles
In her darkest hour
She feels the ground fall beneath her
All alone she sinks, all alone she treads
Never once did she think
She could feel so cold it's a damn shame
All alone she'll sleep, all alone she'll wake
Around she goes spun in circles
Around she goes spun in circles
Hard to live, harder to love
And who knew under that cold coat of skin
She looks back at her life
And now she's scared to fucking death of what has become
Of what has become
What has become
What has become
What has become