How much love can a boy contain in here
How many contradictions can a girl posess up there
These questions are too ambiguous
Try to narrow down your search
Somethings I know  it's hard
It's hard  it's easy to forget where you came from
If there's no question of your return
Such selfishnesses trivialise any tenderness
As the coffee commands the torture of my bowels
Pronouncing every word with a rigid insensitivity
Plus I struggle with the nightshade in my blood
I really shouldn't say it
I really shouldn't say it
But i just love what the water does