These Hard Times

Matchbox Twenty · Exile On Mainstream [2007]

Morning falls like rain into the city life

There goes another night

Losing my breath in waves

Knowing that every crash is bleading the hourglass

And taking the strife from all our lives



Everyone keeps talking

They promise you everything

But they don't mean anything



We may lose our focus

There's just too many words

We're never meant to learn

And we don't feel so alive



Say goodbye, these days are gone

And we can't keep holding on

When all we need is some relief

Through these hard times

Through these hard times



Move your hands in circles

Keeping me hypnotized

The power behind your eyes

Move around your bedroom cursing the naked sky

You should be here tonight

But you stay alone and cry



Say goodbye, these days are gone

And we can't keep holding on

When all we need is some relief

Through these hard times

(whoa) There's something missing

(Oh whoa) You'll never feel it but you

(Oh whoa) You're gonna feel it when it's gone

When it's gone



Say goodbye, these days are gone

And we can't keep holding on

When all we need is some relief

Through these hard times

(hey) these Hard times

(oh no now) Hard times

Hard times



Say goodbye, these days are gone

Say goodbye, these days are gone

These days are gone