Hard to Believe
And it's hard to believe how easy it's been
It was a fight that I lost and I could care if I win
A race to the finish, so I can start to begin
A passionate path, well, it just, it just won't end
Well, it just won't end
And I can barely stand it
It was a walk in the park that had caught me off guard
On guard, now without a care
No need, don't want to, don't have to, won't be it again
Won't be it again
Except for the next time I scream, you're in my head
Well, you're in my head
Well, you're in my head
Then I'd say
Well, goodbye, good riddance, good luck (good luck!)
Because I could give a fuck (a fuck!)
An unexpected arrival and I expected it all to fall
Well, goodbye, good riddance, good luck (good luck!)
Because I could give a fuck (a fuck!)
Except for the next time I scream, you're in my head
Well, you're in my head
Well, you're in my head
And I can barely stand it
Well, I'll tell you a tale of a drunk Irish whale
He was missing an eye port side
Well, we'd sit, and we'd smoke, and then he'd tell me a joke
And then we'd drink 'til we couldn't see
Then I jumped on his back and we went for a swim
Down to the depths where he lives
And we went to the pub, and we downed a few mugs
And we shared a few fishing stories
Then he slipped up and said that my wife's good in bed
So I told that old whale that he lies (he lies!)
Then I pulled out my knife and I spit in his face
And I carved out his port side eye
Then I'd say
Then I'd say
Then I'd say
Well, goodbye, good riddance, good luck (good luck)
Because I could give a fuck, oh-oh
Because I could give a fuck, oh-oh
Well, goodbye
It was a fight that I lost and I could care if I win
A race to the finish, so I can start to begin
A passionate path, well, it just, it just won't end
Well, it just won't end
And I can barely stand it
It was a walk in the park that had caught me off guard
On guard, now without a care
No need, don't want to, don't have to, won't be it again
Won't be it again
Except for the next time I scream, you're in my head
Well, you're in my head
Well, you're in my head
Then I'd say
Well, goodbye, good riddance, good luck (good luck!)
Because I could give a fuck (a fuck!)
An unexpected arrival and I expected it all to fall
Well, goodbye, good riddance, good luck (good luck!)
Because I could give a fuck (a fuck!)
Except for the next time I scream, you're in my head
Well, you're in my head
Well, you're in my head
And I can barely stand it
Well, I'll tell you a tale of a drunk Irish whale
He was missing an eye port side
Well, we'd sit, and we'd smoke, and then he'd tell me a joke
And then we'd drink 'til we couldn't see
Then I jumped on his back and we went for a swim
Down to the depths where he lives
And we went to the pub, and we downed a few mugs
And we shared a few fishing stories
Then he slipped up and said that my wife's good in bed
So I told that old whale that he lies (he lies!)
Then I pulled out my knife and I spit in his face
And I carved out his port side eye
Then I'd say
Then I'd say
Then I'd say
Well, goodbye, good riddance, good luck (good luck)
Because I could give a fuck, oh-oh
Because I could give a fuck, oh-oh
Well, goodbye
Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Nieder
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