I think our faith has left us.
We follow now a whole new set of rules.
We break and mend what was
and lapse into the past again like fools.
I don't know why we try.
We know that things can only last so long.
And, in the end, you'll cry.
We should have known that starting twice is wrong.
Did Darwin have the answers
when he said time makes us better?
Or are we growing stagnant
as our kisses turn to fetters?
Did Darwin know it all, my love?
Did Darwin know us well?
Did Darwin know it all, my love?
Did Darwin know us well?
So tell me when you falter
and tell me when your hope is all used up.
And I might call you after
to talk about the chance we never had.
Let this be the fracture
that breaks the bone of everything we have
No more starting over.
No more living with something this sad.
Did Darwin have the answers
when he said time makes us better?
Or are we growing stagnant
as our kisses turn to fetters?
No Darwin didn't know it all, my love.
Darwin didn't know our hell.
Darwin didn't know it all, my love.
Darwin didn't know our hell.
No Darwin didn't know it all, my love.
Darwin didn't know our hell.
Darwin didn't know it all, my love.
Darwin didn't know our hell.
