Insane
It seems we've come to a bitter end.
No word of affection, just contempt,
no reconciliation, no try to amend,
no touch to ease my troubled mind.
Tell me what drives you insane
I need to know, or is it just feigned?
For this grand love's
a rough shove,
let-down follows let-down
and delusion this illusion
I thought we'd be something awesome
a sanctified, prodigious twosome
Tell me what drives you insane
for me to know, what went wrong again
For this grand love's
a rough shove,
let-down follows let-down
and delusion this illusion
I can't believe, that it's come to this
and we would end up in a battle of wits
but there you go,
there you go
So tell me what drives you insane
for a change, I need to know your pain
Sometimes a rough shove
heals an ailing love
after darkness comes a new dawn
saving hearts from the downfall
Or this grand love's
but a rough shove,
let-down follows let-down
and delusion this illusion
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