I think I thought I saw you last week
You were stumbling down the street
Foes are the only friends
Oh no, no, no, no
And I hope you got the message I sent
It says, is this real?
I'm chiseling the mystery free
You should both come talk to me
It's a medicine with no relief
From the pain you seek to keep
Is this real?
Maybe no?
I don't know
Maybe so
I broke the altar in two
My black becoming your blue
I will be tied into you
