It's right there
Between your skin and my smile
Like a film of dust, or paper
Like the ache of days gone by

Why, I don't know why.

It's not the days gone
Or changing the songs
Or putting the pen down
It's just a look in your eyes

Why, I don't know why.

So I'll flail and slash
At the paper and ****
It's creases
Until there's nothing between us

Skin on skin
Eye to eye
Peace within
That's why oh why