chorus:sometimes like this, we get too close that we hurt each other
so we build so high, our walls to the sky
can't trust anybody not even ourselves.


verse1:
you know that feeling that you get, i can't quite explain,

but ill describe the best i can like a writer i'm mark twain,
if you think you got it figured, you need to get your brain checked
'cause this %#@! will have televangelists joining a different sect.


haddaway asked "what is love?" demanding that his baby don't hurt him,
what a baffling question even quantum physicists can't $$#ure him,

'cause there's no heart-ium on the periodic table,
makes you wonder if it's just a complete neurotic fable.
no, you can't watch this %#@! on cable!

i'm talking about vulnerability as you give your heart to another,
but you realize too soon that the walls you built around it are too high,
even you can't find your own heart, so exhale a disappointing sigh.

so how do you give your heart to somebody when you can't find it yourself?
oh just another sappy love song? NO !#@* THAT. i'm just trying ask myself, "what the $#&@ did you give that person if you couldn't give them your heart?"


chorus: sometimes like this, we get too close that we hurt each other
so we build so high, our walls to the sky
can't trust anybody not even ourselves.