It's hard to tell what goes on inside a woman's mind
You just throw thoughts down there like wishing well
And it's hard to tell if things are ever gonna any better
Got no idea what the hell I'd do without my guitar
End up like the rest, poisoned, stressed, depressed in a shitty job
And it's hard to tell if things are ever gonna get any better
But if we don't try, things are never gonna get any better
And it's hard to tell if things are ever gonna get any better