I can't compete with the clear eyes of strangers I'm more and more replaced By my friends each night I can't compete Just can't recover How many years it's been, it's day one in my mind That's the first step Each time The heart is hard to find It's hard to find the heart Sometimes I can't compete with your new-found religion The good word seems everywhere But good words only I can't compete with a real education All the fucked up things you say Couldn't possibly be any less help to me The heart is hard to find It's hard to find the heart Sometimes