A Shot Below the Belt

Don't you understand me

Don't you understand me

This cloud over my head

Is not ok

Is not ok

There are things

That I need to get done

Need to get done

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 bitter sweet 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

In anger

I am in the deep end

And I can't find air

I can't find air

I'm throwing punches

With a blindfold on

I'm throwing punches

With a blindfold on

I'm throwing punches

With a blindfold on

I'm throwing punches

With a blindfold on

And on and on

Because I may just break suddenly

I may just break suddenly

I may just break suddenly

I may just break

I would rather

Not explode

That's your job

I am stuck

In between two worlds

In a maze of dreams and thoughts

What a bitter sweet symphony life is

But I wouldn't have it any other way

Have it any other way