why am i cynical
about these things these matters of the heart


Its gotten me nowhere
only this state i which i call alone


i shouldn't over-think
it hasn't got me results so far


why cant I
set up an experiment
and repeat it

over and over and over again
just to get a handle
a scientific grip on my own life

i go though this
over and over and over and over again


It's just typical
of me to not just put myself out there


hyper-reflection
is stunting tiring tearing me apart


why do i go through this
over and over and over and over again
[incoherent screaming]


well i wish i can just look back and say...


this I ask, my final wish
final cry of a heart anguished
let me fall, be blinded by,

let me fall, driven mad by
the elusive thing


called "love"