Long, how long? 'Till the temptation goes away. You fall, to the floor, like it's the rapture, what are you after?

[Pre-Chorus]
How can we come to a similar understanding? How can we get to, some kind of common ground?

[Chorus]
You're picking on my shirt, I see it never ending; like a villian, you'll always remember. I see it all too clear, you think it's complicated, but it's not a science, its not a science...

You're black, and blue, when you come around. 'Cause it's wrong, all wrong. 'Cause you got the answers, like you're connected

[Pre-Chorus]
How can we come to a similar understanding? How can we get to, some kind of common ground?

[Chorus]
You're picking on my shirt, I see it never ending; like a villian, you'll always remember. I see it all too clear, you think it's complicated, but it's not a science, its not

You're picking on my shirt, I see it never ending; like a villian, you'll always remember. I see it all too clear, you think it's complicated, but it's not a science, its not a science