Hard Love

I trade this hard love for a sad song.

I trade this sad song for a good time.

I trade this good time for a hard love.

And that's all. I got. For you.

Your ring was in my pocket,

either lost it or I hawked it

I don't know

I don't regret those nights alone

when I let the stories take control

Like a slow fall

And those times i mighta called on you,

crying or just kidding

I was high.

I trade this hard love for a sad song.

I trade this sad song for a good time.

I trade this good time for a hard love.

And that's all. I got. For you.

I trade this hard love for a sad song.

I trade this sad song for a good time.

I trade this good time for a hard love.

And that's all. I got. For you.

And that's all. I got. For you.

And that's all. I got. For you.