i woke up after another night full of dreaming
i was traveling on the road of life and high-beaming
every female driver in the opposite lane
sub-consciously i blinded them and drove them away
and yes, i can relate, this parallels my life
from contemplation to frustration to this lonely knife that some people call a mic
i hold it tight and spill the guts of dark secretive feelings
and watch the dead cells of former secrets rise to the ceiling
im reeling in the wake of piled up missed chances
i heard that deep passion is what romance is
its finding companionship at school dances
but ima freelance this and say thats not true
its the sustained affection shared between two
not one person who has no clue what to do
who nonetheless feels passion for you girl, for you
they say open up your heart to let love in
so i split it diagonally to see what id win but nothing came in
its like giving gin to an infant baby
the system is screwed and smart goes crazy
sunlight turns hazy, mutual attempts turn lazy
i need cupid to lose the arrow and tase me
because im losing sight of the mission at stake
every mistake i make tells me im about to break

Chorus (X2)

love means nothing when it is unbalanced
i could tell you your the most beautiful girl in the world
i could change all that i am just for you girl
but nothing will change because the fact remains that our love is unbalanced

it takes talent to fight fate at such a staggering rate
sick of clearing the slate in pursuit of a soulmate
your bait is there, its just always ahead by a week
i wanna swallow it, feel the hook go right through my cheek
reel me outta this creek that is called seclusion
please solidify these fake romantic illusions
and in conclusion the experiment of love has failed
i only see the horizon because that ship has sailed
am i crazy, i see my reflection in a brick wall
i cant shoot pool, all i see is 15 8-balls
fate calls the shots, and fate is carefree
i just wish fate could be a bit fairer to me