We swallow that pill,
On the TV station
Heavy medication
We climb that hill, until
Our chest is burning
Love lost in your eyes

And there's another side
To the story
Always something more
And I'm sorry

But if I can look at you
And try to understand
Would you do the same for me?

Little paper cups
Lines on my arms
That go straight to my hurt
But I can't go back
This train is going forward
Churning in darkness toward

The other side
Of this mountain
I'm too tired to climb
And I'm sorry

But if I can listen to you
Trying to understand
Would you do the same for me?