but if I showed you a picture of us two fighting/
would you understand anything more than you do now?/
I feel my lungs gasping for air/
and I"d love to see your (beautiful) eyes without of despair/
I"m suffering from chronical confusion/
and the only medicine described to my condition/
is the one that you can"t give, a one that I can"t take/
bitterness is such a beautiful word/