I am two parts water one part insulin Keep it mixed enough and I'm sure we'll be fine You tell me that you're focused but you're pissed again And I know this is where we start our slow decline Noticed that you woke up next to tears again What does it take to get a taste of who you are? And maybe I've been bad enough to discipline But you seem distant now with no one in your bed Never seen you angrier than yesterday If you keep up then maybe we have nothing left Now you can take whatever it is you want from me I'm not promising you'll get just what you need