Without Her Sam Fender

Well, the bitterness comes from the seasoning
And the melancholy of this town
All the jealousy that got a little easier
As the summer he [?]
And the long walks [?]
Though the loneliness will try to budge it
For the one thing that never got easier
Is living without her

Now the beauty that stands here before you
No, it does not wake or arouse you
And they’re crowding the stalls
And you’re standing in the hall
And you were dreaming of the other side
And you wonder what’s waiting there for you
For there’s nothing left here at all
For the one thing that never got easier
Is living without her

While you sit there and go through the motions
In your mind you have played all the moments
‘Cause your bedsheets are drenched
And your head is so hot
As the morning crawls at the window
Now you don’t now the man that stares back from the mirror
He doesn’t know himself either
For the one thing that never got easier
Is living without her