It’s sad to me how quickly we define
The thin ice that we tread, that’s dangerously set
You think that we could learn to give it up, give it up
I’ll tell you though for all it’s worth I fell for you, my dear
It’s sad to me how quickly we define

What’s wrong with yours is right with mine
You think that we could learn to let things slide, just let things slide
The intentions go falling through
One side moving closer, one is more obscure

The intentions go falling through
The thin ice that we tread, that’s dangerously set
One side feeling open, one in overload
Now here I am instead, hanging by a thread
You think that we could learn to let things slide, let things slide
And you, I had you in my web
And you, I had you in my web
What is wrong with yours is right with mine
I’m caught up in a back and forth of balancing my fear
All the time it takes to build things up

And no time flat to de-construct
Now here I am instead, hanging by a thread