Lyrics Bayside – Don’t Come Easy

A portrait of a real American boy
He keeps his insecurities at bay,
The king of Belle Verne in PA,
He’s got a car his friends and him take up to the lake

The portrait of a real American boy
And it don’t come easy
your just working as hard as you can
but you’ll never know if you don’t let go
for you to find your own identity, identity

The boy became a real American man
The product of a past that makes him mad
and now he’s turned into his dad.
Still works at the gas station doing tune-ups
«Man I think I had a shot» he’d say
«If I could only catch a break»

The portrait of a real American boy
And it don’t come easy
your just working as hard as you can
but you’ll never know if you don’t let go
for you to find your own identity

And it don’t come easy
your just working as hard as you can
but you’ll never know if you don’t let go
for you to find your own identity, identity

What’s all this for? What are we ever working towards?
Jobs and lovers always came and went
The story of his life is etched into a vinyl
and on both sides he hears his famous friends and now it all makes sense.

And it don’t come easy
your just working as hard as you can
but you’ll never know if you don’t let go
for you to find your own identity

And it don’t come easy
your just working as hard as you can
but you’ll never know if you don’t let go
for you to find your own identity, identity