Bruce *****burn - The Strong One Lyrics
Isn't it hardTo be the one who has to give advice?Isn't it hardTo be the strong one?I see the skyline blurred through the plastic on your back screen doorNot unlike the faces of the people who keep turning up in the places we goThe ones we'd never see if things weren't going so wellWhen I was a torn jacket hanging on the barbed wireYou cut me freeAnd sewed me up and here I amIsn't it hardTo be the one whose phone rings all day everyday?Isn't it hardTo be the strong one?Mouths move without vision -- without regard for consequencesEyes fill with memories poisoned by intimate knowledge of failure to loveSometimes, sometimes, doesn't the light seem to move so far away?You help your sisters, you help your old lovers,you help me but who do you cry to?'Cause isn't it hardTo be the one who gathers everybody's tears?Isn't it hardTo be the strong one?