I tread down the street today as far as I could.
I thought long and hard about if what I done was good.
I petitioned my brain: Was I proud or in vain
Where I stood?
Where I stood.

But who are you to say what's true?
And who am I to say you're right?
It's up to you and me.

I made up my mind today or so I had thought.
I planned out a speech for what would happen if we fought.
No remorse, no regret, no forgive, no forget.
Something's unethical is it me?

But who are you to say what's true?
And who am I to say you're right?
It's up to you and me.

But who are you to say what's true?
And who am I to say you're right?
It's up to you and
Up to you and me