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