Why do we have to fight?
It's always one or the other
Always has to be wrong or right
It's such a shame to see us bicker

What was it for? Who started first?
I can't ignore that each time is worse
Lines getting blurry between banter and insults
Flying off the handle is more like an impulse

We can't see eye to eye
How can we compromise
It seems that you and I
Exist on parallel lines

Should this be the end
Have one final dance
And then it's never again