Something hit a nerve in me, shook me like a busy theory
Believed in you for all these years, never saw a time that we’d be
backing out of foreign towns – we’re definitely up the wrong tree
And picking off the innocent – all the while you couldn’t see

We gave you the world; you’re unhappy
Still you don’t listen to me
Must be I said the words a little too fast
Or the fact that our opposites are polar

Sparks are flying day and night
if only ‘cause we’re out of favour
A time will come around again, friend –
and then we’ll be right back where

it started with another me
shaking like busy theory
Believing you for all these years
and never with a need to worry…

We gave you the world; you’re unhappy
Still you don’t listen to me
Must be I said the words a little too fast
Or the fact that our opposites are polar

You threw away the world – now you’re happy
And you’re always talking to me
Must be said that my world’s a little smaller
but for now, there is colour in my corner of it…


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