how do you do
he's at her house thinking
"this must be all there is to living"
she's going quietly believing
"this is the best love can offer me"
but he's so wrong
but she's so wrong
he never stops to wonder
"what is the beauty of a lover?"
she concentrates blinded
knowing the answer is somewhere
if only she can find it
and he's so lost
and she's so lost
but they're so wrong
but they're so wrong