What a beautiful world, so fragile and fertile
Pain fill the void, when boy met girl
He's a puppet to nature, one year later now
So deeply and sickly in love, it makes him hate her
The average romanticized american relationship, sinks capsize
When either side becomes a slave to it
Conditioned, dependent, afraid to be alone
He needs that feeling that he can't create, all on his own
He despises the fact she has a life outside of them
It drives him crazy to think she's not insanly consumed with him
Give her the guilt trip
And maybe she'll quit livin to stay behind his prison walls
And lose all individualism
Well this is happiness, masochistic torture, plagued by the decadent
Craved for affection
The needle digs deep to push contenment through his blood stream
It drowned now - hollow
The pothole of a junkie
If he could only hear her sing he wouldn't wanna break her wings
But emptiness has such a warm subtle sting
She makes up for what he lacks - trapped
He can't imagine life without someone like that