[bad word] to slay the [bad word] to watch him fall?
Making arrows out of pointed words
Giant killers at the call?
Too much fuss and bother,
Too much contradiction and confusion.
Peel away the mystery,
Here's a clue to some real motivation.

All there really is the two of us
And we both know why [bad word] along.
Nothing to explain, it's a part of us
To be found within a song.

What happened to our innocence?
Did it go out of style?
Along with our naivete,
No longer a child.
Different eyes see different things,
Different hearts beat on different strings,
But there are times for you and me
When all such things agree.

All there really is the two of us
And we both know why [bad word] along.
Nothing to explain, it's a part of us
To be found within a song.