Compliance

...and we need laws like we do lungs
Pulmonary diseases will lead us to unrest
Love will make us sick
but keep us together

When you want to be alone,
I won't be able to breathe
I'll die for your affection
I aim to please

We are just staring at the tracks,
waiting for the train to leave

Our thoughts run wild
We are going off the rails
Nothing but painful dreams
on our trail

Hot on your pursuit even though I will fail
Hot on your tail
To no avail

Love is the glue
that will keep us high
when we
no longer
are together