I wish I knew, I wish I knew
What makes me, me, and what makes you, you.
It's just another point of view
A state of mind I'm going through, yes.
So what I see is never true
I wish I could tell, I wish I could tell
What makes a heaven what makes a hell.
And do I get to ring my bell
Or land up in some dusty cell, no.
While others reach the big hotel, yeah.
I wish I had, I wish I had
The secret of good, and the secret of bad.
Why does this question drive me mad
'Cause I was taught when but a lad, yes,
That bad was good and good was bad
I wish I knew the mystery of
That thing called hate, and that thing called love.
What makes the in-between so rough
Why is it always push and shove
I guess I just don't know enough, yes.
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