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