Livin' Ain't Easy

In vibrant hues and subtle brush strokes of memory The life I've painted I've sold for a quick twenty It's on display now for the privileged and the wealthy God, I despise their reassuring, lying eyes Our home stands tall behind that foreclosure sign Everything in boxes from another lifetime Continental breakfast in the lobby But they're always out of coffee Only a fool would think living could be easy Only a fool would think living could be easy This little motel room on I-80 west of nowhere Why count the stars? You'll never know where you are Somewhere light years from the world you used to know Like a lock that doesn't turn Like a plant that doesn't grow Long for the words with hearts and wings From five states over, I'm running from everything Continental breakfast in the lobby But they're always out of coffee Only a fool would think living could be easy Only a fool would think living could be easy Oh you know it breaks my heart Watching your whole life fall apart While bastards dance off with the night As we try to break free with all our might Only a fool would think living could be easy Only a fool would think living could be easy Only a fool would think living could be easy Only a fool would think living could be easy In vibrant hues and subtle brush strokes of memory The life I've painted I've sold for a quick twenty