It's up and down, round and round; swinging back to the ground.
We fight we play, we'll make it okay; Hurting at the words you say.
Fast yet slow, can we ever know, what's gonna be off the phone?
So we fight some more, slam a door; then show what we are looking for.
Smile and laugh, take nothing back; It's just time 'til a relapse.
And it starts again, can you be a friend, or does it all have to end?
Around we go, friend or foe? Looking to the shores below.
Hold my hand, be my man, we'll both take a stand.
Stubborn we are, can it go that far? Why's it gotta be so hard?
The words come out, we'll make it somehow; I'll soothe your wounds and take a bow...