I love us both but I don't feel good
So I keep pulling over
And looking under the hood
I love us both but I'm at wit's end
Where does your compromise begin and mine end?
I love us both but what
World's it gonna be?
The one according to you
Or the one according to me?
I don't feel good so ...
Now do my problems include talks with doctors
Who don't even understand about food?
I think in ancient china they kinda figured out how the body works
But our culture is just a roughneck
With a bottle of pills
And a bottle of booze
And a full round of ammunition
And nothing to lose
And is it really the best we can do
To arm wrestle over whose world it's gonna be?
(the one according to you
Or the one according to me)
I love us both and I'll see ya
If you'll see me
So ... who are we?