Tales Talk about a bleeding piano Right, this is a lovely little song now about the ups and downs of life Come on Come on Go I'm sick of you tasting of somebody else I might do the same to you myself It's so hard It's so god damn hard Living on a diet of liquor and pills When the summer's long and the winter kills It's so hard It's so god damn hard You come home drunk and you come home dead Spreading somebody else all over the bed It's so hard It's so god damn hard Tenement strung and your guy's well hung A big gold chain and a silver tongue It's so hard It's so god damn hard Jesus grin and a Satan's skin Make too much trouble to leave me in You come home mad and you come home tired Suicide and you're sick inside It's so hard It's so god damn hard I'm sick of you tasting of somebody else I might do the same to you myself It's so hard It's so god damn hard But baby you ain't seen nothing yet You cracked the mould before the jelly had set It's so hard It's so god damn hard You've been out tramping the night before Act sweet as an apple but you're rotten to the core It's so hard It's so god damn hard With your sentiments stolen from a greeting card You want me soft, you're gonna get me hard It's so hard It's so god damn hard A Jesus smile and a Satan's skin Make too much trouble to drop me in You come home mad and you come home tired Suicide and you're sick inside It's so hard It's so god damn hard It's so hard It's so god damn hard..... 1, 2, 3, 4, Stop