Work So Hard Lyrics - Singles - Flying Blind

words they bother me to no end 

to no end 

always 

bad news, bad luck, bad weather 

bad weather yea... 

and i wish you wouldn't talk so much 

talk so much 

than maybe things would get better 

things would be better yea yea.. 

oooh..... 

songs filling up the room 

still you don't hear, 

can't hear, 

won't listen 

if you could only understand 

only understand 

that I'm 

sure that things will get better 

yea... 

get better yea yea... 

why do i work so hard 

why do i work so 

hard 

why do i work 

so hard.... 

all alone 

conversations are driving me insane 

with quiet complications 

desperately in vain 

i listen 

i scream 

I laugh out loud at myself 

watching myself 

playing with myself 

as everyone can see 

the scarecrow is me 

money i will never let you go 

except as trade 

to buy things 

get things 

go places 

its you 

my intuition 

yea my intuition yea... 

there is no possible way 

that things could be better 

no things won't be better woah...