No Easy Answer - Intellectual

[Pre-Chorus]

It’s harder to be your everything than to be your nothing

It’s hard to let go of the hand that gripped too tightly

You’ll come around, 'round and 'round - 'til I’m not sleeping

You’ll come around, 'round and 'round - 'til there’s nothing left

And I find it hard to explain how I can’t get out of this rut

Or out of my bed - can you teach me not to feel?

You’ll come around, 'round and 'round - 'til I’m not sleeping

You’ll come around, 'round and 'round - 'til nothing’s left

And I seem to be doing well - talking about whatever comes up

Usually padded with - something like “I’m really fucked up”

And then they ask me how I’m getting home

What a simple question

But it’s hard when half your heart is gone

There’s no easy answer

It's harder to be your everything, than be your nothing

You’ll come around, round and round - 'til I’m not sleeping

You’ll come around, round and round - 'til nothing’s left

You’ll come around, round and round - 'til I’m not sleeping

You’ll come around, round and round - 'til you forget