For every person I’ve tried to be There’s another 10 inside.
I love you so much, I’m never there. I’m always with you, But never cared.
And you move in a hostile way Like you’re recently wounded.
I reach for your wrist To feel a pulse. There’s barely a sound From both of us.
We got a problem – It’s plain to see We got a problem.
Which one, which one of you is in to me? Which one, which one of me is in to you? We’re both schizophrenic I fear. Say how many voices you hear. Which one, which one of you is in to me? Which one, which one of me is in to you? We are schizophrenic, don’t stop No, not ‘till I fuck this all up.
All the searching we do inside Is a futile attempt to
Dissect what we’re meant To never know. It’s all screwed up How the river flows.
And I know that you’ve tried real hard To center yourself but
When one side of me Starts slipping through A real dark bitch There inside of you.
We got a problem – It’s plain to see BITCH we got a problem!
Which one, which one of you is in to me? Which one, which one of me is in to you? We’re both schizophrenic I fear. Say how many voices you hear. Which one, which one of you is in to me? Which one, which one of me is in to you? We are schizophrenic, don’t stop No, not ‘till I fuck this all up.
Nice to fucking meet you And you and you and you and you… This is me and me and me and me… BITCH we got a problem!
Which one, which one of you is in to me? Which one, which one of me is in to you? We’re both schizophrenic I fear. Say how many voices you hear. Which one, which one of you is in to me? Which one, which one of me is in to you? We are schizophrenic, don’t stop No, not ‘till I fuck this all up.