is something missing in my touch a tension tugging at my smile if there s a right thing to say i m sure i missed it by a mile swallowed in some detail heavy in my blood i want to hold you close but i can t lift my arms up is there a reason for this distance more than the drug that floats my days a nervous bug in my system it keeps me edgy and ashamed i ve got a saint never ever will forgive that never understood me but still tells me how to live it fits when i stretch and i stretch because i can i stretch until i m sore and then i open up for more i do it out of habit not addiction and if i give it up clean out my blood will i still feel bored and disconnected if i do it all for love will i ever give enough cause you can never be too pure or too connected you can never be too pure or too connected you can never be too pure