Do you think about love?

Do you ever wonder where it comes from?

A clear vision, you're far too stubborn to witness yourself sick

It's chemicals mixing a special escape

From selfishness

You're so sick

You're so sick

You're so sick

You're so, sick

In a mid-west mindset of a blind lost best friend

You keep moving onward, and never looked back (and never looked back)

In a mid-west mindset of a blind lost best friend

You keep moving onward, and leave what you had, to leave what you had

You fell in love with bridges but never touched the water

You fell in love with gardens but never touched a flower

You fell in love with spring but never watched the snow melt

You fell in love with everyone else except yourself

And I'm so sorry

Chemicals, mixing

Chemicals, mixing

Do you think about love?

Do you?