Yeah yeah

Is the answer none of the above
Crouched in a whole like a mud-streaked fugitive
And everyday a different version of
Pourin it away like a water through a sieve

Hey better realize my friend
Love in the end now you can't take it well
Gotta live

If only for a second
I see a twinklin in your eye
Gotta try

Well its flesh and blood and camaflouge
Paint it to the wall now somethings gotta give
Just another right to sabatoge
Seein through the eyes of a mind-rot sedative

When will you realize my friend
Love in the end now you cant take it well
Gotta live

If only for a second
I see a twinklin in your eye
Gotta try
The one that you're forsaken
Surely more than just a lie
Gotta try [bad word] Yeah

When will you realize my friend
Love in the end now you can't take it well
Gotta live

If only for a second
I see a twinklin in your eye
Gotta try
The one that you're forsaken
Surely more than just a lie
Gotta try
It's for the taken
And you know not to testify
Gotta try
Everyday is a different version of