Hard Feelings - Brian Fallon

I don’t remember too much

About the evil things we’ve done

I can only tell you what I saw

There was rain and soot

There were lovers and blood

And we learned how to feel in the cold

We never talked too much

But she held me in the dark

And the time used to stop in her hands

I could feel her go hesitant

When it rained in Manhattan

We took shelter in a spare room at the Grand

And she calls me baby

Like an old romantic

But it’s hard, when you’re hurt

To let somebody in again

And there’s a slow song playing

From a baby blue Mercedes

Singing «when I get to heaven,

There will be no more hard feelings.»

You’ll wish for these days

I’ve often heard it said

I never found that to be true

How easy it would’ve been

If I’d never seen you again

Like every other story in the book

And she calls me baby

Like an old romantic

But it’s hard, when you’re hurt

To let somebody reck you again

And there’s a slow song playing

From a baby blue Mercedes

Singing «when I get to heaven,

There will be no more hard feelings.»

And she calls me baby

Like an old romantic

Singing when I get to heaven

There will be no more hard feelings

There will be no more hard feelings