Hardest Part
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I remember how it was
When the buildings fell on us
I was helpless, lifted up
By violence in your pants
Shattered heart, my filthy mind
Was it Bacardi, brand wine?
Ought to back your selfish grind
And the violence in your hands
Empty bars in nowhere cities
Cheap, young whiskey
I drank it all away
Not the struggles of my youth
Not the hell that we've been through
Not the times that I was moved
It's the memory of you
Baby, that's what makes it hard
That's the hardest part
Girl, I knew you were way too much
The way you love, the way you fuck
The way I held you in my arms
When you lost your chance at what
Seemed to matter so much then
But New York City, brand new friends
Doesn't know you like I did
Can't get your tears to stop
All those sweet times
Your lips like cherries
Your voice, your jelly hips
I wanna drink it all away
Not the struggles of my youth
Not the hell that we've been through
Not the times that I was moved
It's the memories of you
Baby, that's what makes it hard
That's the hardest part
Not the struggles of my youth
Not the hell that we've been through
Not the times that I was moved
It's the memory of you
Baby, that's what makes it hard
That's the hardest part