Is it black, or is it a slightly darker shade of black
I never wanted to wear a cloak, but that's what they put on my back
I've been name-dropped by your paranoid mom and probably some of your friends
I'm nonjudgmental, inconsequential; it's a shame we don't meet until the end
It's hard to carry a fat guy down to Hell
It's hard to chase after a cheetah chasing a gazelle
I'm sorry to complain
Just want to give something else a try
I've seen God about a billion times; he looks better without the beard
Little kids just sit and cry; is it a wonder why I take them at all
I feel bad for the virgins who never get their chance to shine
I don't like to talk to strangers, so my days just loom in silence
It's hard when your best friend is Cancer
It's hard to say that kale is not the answer
What else can I do
This is all that I know
It's hard for me to get a good night's sleep
It's hard to look in the mirror when you don't have a face
It's hard to stay cool in the summertime
It's hard to be me