Insane के बोल

It seems we've come to a bitter end. No word of affection, just contempt, no reconciliation, no try to amend, no touch to ease my troubled mind. Tell me what drives you insane I need to know, or is it just feigned? For this grand love's a rough shove, let-down follows let-down and delusion this illusion I thought we'd be something awesome a sanctified, prodigious twosome Tell me what drives you insane for me to know, what went wrong again For this grand love's a rough shove, let-down follows let-down and delusion this illusion I can't believe, that it's come to this and we would end up in a battle of wits but there you go, there you go So tell me what drives you insane for a change, I need to know your pain Sometimes a rough shove heals an ailing love after darkness comes a new dawn saving hearts from the downfall Or this grand love's but a rough shove, let-down follows let-down and delusion this illusion