Grudge is on your mind
Paints the pain in blue
Stabs you from behind
But when you see me cry
You drop one tear or two
Pretend you don’t know why
But I think you do
Cause you claim:

“Is it good for us to crawl alone and dance
Is it what you seek?
Good to beg out loud the very touch of sense
Is it where you are?”

Pride is on my side
Grows the walls anew
Digs the cracks I hide
But when I see you cry
I drop one then a few
Assume you don’t know why
But I think you do
Cause you claim:

“Is it good for us to crawl alone and dance
Is it what you seek?
Good to beg out loud the very touch of sense
Is it where you are?”

“Is it good for us to crawl alone and dance
Is it what we seek?
Good to beg loud: “Fill me”?
Is it where we are?
Is it where we are?
Is it where we are?”