Is it hard or is it cool, my friend
To be two people in your head, all day?
I wish that you could be one personality
So you could talk and think the same
And this all would pass by

Never alone, always together
Maybe you’re blessed, maybe you’re cursed
Never alone, always together
Sometimes I think it could be worse

Is this [bad word] or is the other telling lies
You change your voice and then to my surprise
You’re waging war behind your victim eyes
One of you laughing while I hear the other cry

Never alone, always together
Maybe you’re blessed, maybe you’re cursed
Never alone, always together
Sometimes I think it could be worse

Never alone, always together
Maybe you’re blessed, maybe you’re cursed
Never alone, always together
Sometimes I think it could be worse