Harsh

Hey, do you miss me like I miss you?
It's ok, I think about you too
Like the time we sat on our balcony
And the rain was pouring heavily
And you lit the wrong end of your cigarette
And claimed all the cool kids did it like that
But it's harsh
Oh it's harsh
To know that we don't suit that well
Oh it's harsh
Babe it's harsh
Come on over just one more time
Cos if it's one more time, then we'll be just fine
Kick it like we used to do
And I'll dance for you in our living room
Drinking whiskey watching old tv
But I feel your gaze pouring over me
I blush and pull my face inside my knees
Oh I wish you'd surf the sun with me
Still it's harsh
Oh it's harsh
To know that we don't suit that well
Oh it's harsh
Babe it's harsh
Oh its harsh
Yes it's harsh
To know that we don't suit that well
Oh it's harsh
Babe it's harsh