Rougher

"Jem! 1...2...3...4..." "Jem? Scout? Come on in." "5...6...7...8...9...10... 11...12...13...14..." (Gunshot) It isn't really so unfair Forgive him if he didn't care To live on nothing but thin air Each message that he sent shot through With on beyond old "How are you" With on beyond old "I love you" Promised me it would be rougher Promised me he wouldn't love her The feeling that we'd never meet I left his letters on the street At least the ones I thought to keep I'm so not mad, it was so rare Forgive him if he didn't care To live on nothing but thin air To live on nothing but thin air Promised me it would be rougher Promised me he wouldn't love her Ah, promised me it would be rougher Promised me he wouldn't love her Love her Love her