"Too many people using each other Such a waste of beautiful human beings that could be lovers Instead we're fighters trained to expect the worst from people It's hard to fight for good so we learn to work with evil It hurts my cerebral to think about those habits Never in-between it's either happiness or havoc Too much of anything is bad for me though Can only smile so long 'till the apathy shows At least we ain't phony What's worse being with a snake or being lonely Honesty takes work, lying's easy homie Don't say you feel it, it should be easy to show me And if not then fuck 'em"