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 I 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´m 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