I give you take I look to the pigeon or is it a butterfly "is this compromise?" you ask I tell you are non-plussed duly unimpressed "why do I even bother?" we stop we start we are consistent in our inconsistency "what are we, exactly?" you're closed or is it me? I can no longer tell who's driving this train "where to now, babe?" we look but don't see and where do we get off trusting each other to care? "do I even know you?" you give I take but what you've given is not enough, never is "is this all there is?"