I don't understand why anybody makes their beds
Wasting effort on a mess that'll be a mess again
And they say that i should talk to somebody more qualified than you
But if i charge you all a buck, then i think this'll do
And i'd like to believe
There's something better waiting there at the end for me
It's been a little while now since i've had a decent haircut
And when i see me in the mirror, i'm not sure what to think
And they say around the world some seven people are your clone
Well do they take care of their
Skin? do people tell them "i love you"?
Or do they just stay home and drink?
And i worry aloud
That everybody's got it figured out somehow
And why shouldn't they?
We're all adults here
But how can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard
To get out of bed and never starve?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard
To get out of bed and never starve?
How can it be so hard?
And when i woke up yesterday to little hairs on my pillow
I wiped the blood off of my nose and i went out and did the laundry
And i haven't been to church since my parents used to take me
But i saw jesus in the coin-op
He was crying in his coffee
And i saw something new
In the little things i forced myself to do
But how can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard
To get out of bed and never starve?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard
To get out of bed and never starve?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard
To get out of bed and never starve?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard?
How can it be so hard
To get out of bed and never starve?