What is it with you
With me
With us
Is there even an “us”
We share a common love
Separated only by distance
But sometimes it seems
That my love for you is greater
Than all the love in all my dreams
And you talk your trivial talk
And you walk your superficial walk
Pretending we live in a world of make believe
With only you
With only me
But on the inside
I see what you really see
And I hate myself for loving you
The Emotional Delusions of a Mad Man
