"I was not meant," she said
"To feel this way in the head
I'm sitting here by the pond and I'm looking on
So many things I just can't take in"
When beauty becomes a k**er
Because you can't love her near enough
Your soul falls off a cliff
And you wonder if
You're the only one who's ever been touched
Don't look to the stars, the sea, the moon
Don't even look too deep within
Just lose, if you're accustomed to sinning
But boy, I believe you were born to win
So I stroll down the street holding her hand
Though I'm not sure she wants me to
But I do it anyway cuz I heard someone say
It's better to be loved than to be blue
Still that doesn't make sense
As my thoughts condense
I'm flying but it doesn't feel right
I'd rather be grounded, ingrained in thought
Than flying high out of sight
Don't look to the stars, the sea, the moon
Don't even look too deep within
Just lose, if you're accustomed to sinning
But boy, I believe you were born to win
These are the questions I ask
And I think now I know what she means
When she grabs me and stabs me
And says, "you're so flabby"
Then throws me into the stream
So one last time I look up
I see darkness and light, as one
One of her eyes is open
The other is a collapsing sun
Don't look to the stars, the sea, the moon
Don't even look too deep within
Just lose, if you're accustomed to sinning
But boy, I believe you were born to win
Finally she saunters down to the spot
Where the trail meets the rivers edge
The lovely girl laughs and grabs my hand
A pain like lighting hits my head
And I'm about to get up
But she just erupts
"Objects are better off left where they land"
She puckers her lips and lets me slip
Back into the water again
Don't look to bright lights or pretty women in white
Such beauty only comes from within
It's a sin to fall in love too easily
Boy, you're all wet, better learn to swim