You've got your ways
And I've got mine.
Live, and let live
Have we not the same desire?
You've got your games
Every last one malign
Live, and let live
Or let die...
It's no concern of mine
The saving grace we find in every thin white lie
With balance beam precision
The ism isn't too far out of line
What is the point of control?
The soul doesn't need a hand to hold
Letting go, at this point
Seems like an afterthought at best
The test is how you take it when nobody is impressed
You've got your ways
And I've got mine.
Live, and let live
Have we not the same desire?
You've got your games
Every last one malign
Live, and let live
Or let die...
It's no concern of mine
I've given every rhythm that my heart knows how to find
This schism decision isn't part of what I was missing
Who appointed you the bearer of the weight?
I'm not a part of that debate... I forfeit my say.
Synergy of our energy would be a welcome change, at best
How are you going to take it when nobody is impressed?
You've got your ways
And I've got mine.
Live, and let live
Have we not the same desire?
You've got your games
Every last one malign
Live, and let live
Or let die...
It's no concern of mine
I've given more than my fair share of thought
To the matter at hand
Do you understand?
It's not a matter of do this,
Be that,
Take no shit
There lies a thin white line on which we've slipped
Leave it alone if it isn't under stress
It never mattered to me if anybody was impressed
You've got your ways
And I've got mine.
Live, and let live
Have we not the same desire?
You've got your games
Every last one malign
Live, and let live
Or let die...
It's no concern of mine