So I fall in love a little every single day,
But I Break my heart a little every single day!
Cause How Else would I write?
So I reach closer to the zenith, Every single day,
But I fall deeper into the abyss, a little, every single day.
Cause How Else would I describe what is in between.
So I trust a little more, each passing day
But I expect a little less, each passing day
Cause How Else Could be survive amongst people, you know?
So I shuffle between my the starry highs and dark dingy lows each passing day
How Else Would I describe life?