Do you think about love? Do you ever wonder where it comes from? A clear vision, you're far too stubborn to witness yourself sick Its chemicals mixing a special escape From selfishness You're so sick You're so sick You're so sick You're so, sick In a mid-west mindset of a blind lost best friend You keep moving onward, and never looked back (and never looked back) In a mid-west mindset of a blind lost best friend You keep moving onward, and leave what you had, to leave what you had You fell in love with bridges but never touched the water You fell in love with gardens but never touched a flower You fell in love with spring but never watched the snow melt You fell in love with everyone else except yourself And im so sorry Chemicals, mixing Chemicals, mixing Do you think about love? Do you?