I run around, I'm looking for you all of my days
        The more that you want it, the more that you need it
        The less that it does
        Run out it's rough, too much is enough
        And that's what it was
        I cannot bear to share you, we can't be alone
        You make me drift up and float, and fall like a stone
        The more that I see you, the more that I miss you
        The less that I care
        I know I should try to kiss you goodbye, but
        You're never there
        I've got a nickname for you, I call you weakness
        I get a little strength out too, or is it meekness
        The more that you want it, the more that you need it
        The less that it does
        Run out it's rough, too much is enough
        And that's what it was
        You are a paradox to me, a contradiction
        You're a predicament for me, and a prediction