It's just a rehash of passion and politics, morals and ego
Right now she's distracting me
She says not to think too quickly
She doesn't know what she wants, I do
But she can't let herself say "I'll try something new"
She doesn't care to think about it, I do
You see she needs her pain, I don't, but I have it too
It's just a rehash of pleasure and principal
Lots of frustration
Her face is distracting me
I'd better not act too quickly
She doesn't know about her destiny, I do
Although we can't predict the future that is true
She doesn't see her true identity, I do
I know that sharing it with her would keep me from being dark blue