Paroles de Surrender ( a second to think)

Well, there're two ways i can say this
And one would be: fuck you!
And there're no two ways around it
Because one would be untrue.

Because i love everything about you.
But i don't want to be around you

If you control my heart will you control my brain?
If i give in to you, will it still feel the same?
'cause i want nothing more than to be here with you
If you fulfill my dreams, will that fulfill you too?

I need a second.
I need a second to think.
I need a second.

Now, the other way to play this
Would be mellow, light, and, cool
Poetry and meditation
Higher ground and higher truth.

Because i love everything about you
But i use everything to doubt you

If you control my heart will you control my brain?
If i give in to you, will it still feel the same?
'cause i want nothing more than to be here with you.
If you fulfill my dreams, will that fulfill you too?

I need a second.
I need a second to think.
I need a second.

I found the spot where truth echoes and know each beauty mark by heart.
But i just can't keep her still enough to render perfect art.
'cause the truth is ever changing and although she loves my touch,
I've had my way, but i when i pray, she kisses back too much.
And it's hard to feel real gangster when you're always getting kissed.
But you jump at every pucker, 'cause your fear of getting dissed.
I try not to fight the parts of me that want to kiss her back.
Egos should be illegal. mine just don't know how to act.
He tells me i don't need her. i should walk this path alone.
She's make believe. she's up my sleeve.
I'd do better with a clone.
But could it be it seems to me that she's my other half.
My inner-tarzan monkey girl, raised mainly by giraffes.
And besides she makes me laugh.
'cause deep down i think she's stupid.
But deeper down, i'm just a clown starting bar room brawls with cupid,
Like, "fuck that naked baby angel, doll and gimme 2 more buttery nipples".
And god just re-invents herself as ice-cubes in my ripple.