crazyness is like a light
it comes alive when electricity ignites

and then the fight begins and I could never win
so I throw the towel in
              you give your bong a spin   
I wonder how the fuck we ended up like this
              we are just kids
 I warned you about this,  
 too young, this can't be it

but I never saw it easing out like this
thought at least respect would be maintained
or something gained
      but.. I'm broken and in pain

its your discernment about my hurting

try to keep my window open, you keep closing the curtain  
we try to force it pretend everything is perfect

you say: "it will all be worth it, if we keep on working"