A Shot Below the Belt

Don't you understand me?

Don't you understand me?

This cloud over

My head is not okay,

It's not okay.

There are things

That I need to get done,

Need to get done.

And it doesn't give you permission

To take a shot below the belt...

What a bittersweet symphony life is,

But I wouldn't have it any other way.

We have so little time,

Let's not spend it in anger,

In anger.

And I am,

I am in the deep end

And can't find air.

I can't find air.

I am throwing punches

With a blindfold on.

I am throwing punches

With a blindfold on.

I am throwing punches

With a blindfold on.

I am throwing punches

With a blindfold on.

Stop riding my tail

With your high beams on.

Because I may just brake suddenly.

I may just brake suddenly.

I may just brake suddenly.

I might just brake.

I would rather not explode -

That's your job.

I'm stuck in between two worlds...

In a maze of dreams and thoughts.

What a bittersweet symphony life is,

But I wouldn't have it any other way,

Have it any other way.