"What did you love about him?"
She asked you to speak
The confusion was settling in

'Cause I was so hard on the people I loved
Yeah, I was so hard on the people I loved

I never missed a chance to make you feel small
Let you whistle your tune
But decorum matters above all

Why was I was so hard on the people I loved?
Why was I was so hard on the people I loved?
Instead of cutting you off and rollin' my eyes
I could've praised your work, could've feigned surprise
At the people I loved
Yeah, at the people I loved
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

Maybe you'll be fortunate like me
To know you're lying on your deathbed
Crossing your name off all the committees
Singin' Dolores and stoned out of your head

And surrounded by the people you loved
Surrounded by the people you loved

Didn't I soften up laid flat on the decks?
Right before you planted me right next
Yeah, right before I was planted right next
To all the people I loved

Why was I so hard on the people I loved?
(Na-na-na, na-na-na-na)
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Why was I so hard on the people I loved?
(Na-na-na, na-na-na-na)
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Why was I so hard on the people I loved?
(Na-na-na, na-na-na-na)
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Why was I so hard on the people I loved?
(Na-na-na, na-na-na-na)
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)

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Writer(s): Anand Wilder, Chris Keating, Ira Wolf Tuton