A Shot Below the Belt

Don't you understand me? Don't you understand me? This cloud over My head is not okay, It's not okay. There are things That I need to get done, Need to get done. And it doesn't give you permission To take a shot below the belt... What a bittersweet symphony life is, But I wouldn't have it any other way. We have so little time, Let's not spend it in anger, In anger. And I am, I am in the deep end And can't find air. I can't find air. I am throwing punches With a blindfold on. I am throwing punches With a blindfold on. I am throwing punches With a blindfold on. I am throwing punches With a blindfold on. Stop riding my tail With your high beams on. Because I may just brake suddenly. I may just brake suddenly. I may just brake suddenly. I might just brake. I would rather not explode - That's your job. I'm stuck in between two worlds... In a maze of dreams and thoughts. What a bittersweet symphony life is, But I wouldn't have it any other way, Have it any other way.