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

 

 

 

with more certainty