Long Hard Climb

I'm picking my battles
So I don't have to fight all the time
Life's killing you slowly isn't it?
This road is a long hard climb

It was on a February morning I got that letter from you
You wrote I've gone cold and that I walked in small shoes
And I could see by that way you wrote it that you were furious
The ink was scattered on the paper but it didn't look hideous
It was kinda beautiful how your anger informed the work
I didn't feel bad about it, I didn't feel like a jerk
From my point of view there were two at the dance
And every time you dance you take a little chance and

Life goes up and down
The world spins round and round
Was I right or wrong?
Don't know - but life goes on

I'm picking my battles
So I don't have to fight all the time
Life's killing you slowly isn't it?
This road is a long hard climb

It was on a February morning I got that letter from you
You wrote I've gone cold and that I walked in small shoes
So I tried buying boots but they had none in size 13
Then I went online and you just popped up on my screen,
You had found another guy
Better looking than myself
But these days looks are overrated
That's what my momma always says

Was I right or wrong?
Don't know - but life goes on

I'm picking my battles
So I don't have to fight all the time
Life's killing you slowly isn't it?
This road is a long hard climb

I'm picking my battles
So I don't have to fight all the time
Life's killing you slowly isn't it?
This road is a long hard climb