you and i are in the same room
we both think we're fair
we both live for truths

but then how are we to define something so subjective
living under the same roof
so here these battles of wills

they beg for some proof
of right versus wrong
your approach seems better than mine

though it's working for you all i feel is disconnection

so now it's your (your) religion 'gainst my (my) religion

my humble opinion 'gainst yours
this does not feel like love
it's your (your) conviction 'gainst my (my) conviction

and i'd like to know what we've seen
through the lens of love?love?love?love


and so now your grand $$#essment is that i'm not in your group that i'm not your kind
and so we're locked in a stalemate with you in your corner and me dismayed in mine


repeat chorus

and this stance keeps us locked in biophilias

and this lie remains about us being separate

repeat chorus