Livin' Ain't Easy

In vibrant hues and subtle brush strokes of memory

The life I've painted I've sold for a quick twenty

It's on display now for the privileged and the wealthy

God, I despise their reassuring, lying eyes

Our home stands tall behind that foreclosure sign

Everything in boxes from another lifetime

Continental breakfast in the lobby

But they're always out of coffee

Only a fool would think living could be easy

Only a fool would think living could be easy

This little motel room on I-80 west of nowhere

Why count the stars?

You'll never know where you are

Somewhere light years from the world you used to know

Like a lock that doesn't turn

Like a plant that doesn't grow

Long for the words with hearts and wings

From five states over, I'm running from everything

Continental breakfast in the lobby

But they're always out of coffee

Only a fool would think living could be easy

Only a fool would think living could be easy

Oh you know it breaks my heart

Watching your whole life fall apart

While bastards dance off with the night

As we try to break free with all our might

Only a fool would think living could be easy

Only a fool would think living could be easy

Only a fool would think living could be easy

Only a fool would think living could be easy

In vibrant hues and subtle brush strokes of memory

The life I've painted I've sold for a quick twenty