Where do we come from?
I used to think I came from the earth, from my mother,
From something that I couldn’t understand, something other
Then I thought that maybe I came from you,
That somewhere in the universe one soul split into two
As I became me, and you became you

Where will we go?
At the end of the day, when all's said and done,
You are for me, and you said I was the one
So how can you tell me that you're "unsure"?
What the **** was all of this even for?
How do you not feel the same anymore?