Am I what’s upsetting you?
Just because I don’t think like you?
I will not just bend the knee and give up on my beliefs
But I will tell you what I will do
I will let you choose:
You can, in a normal way, tell me your point of view
And I will hear you out and I will try my best to understand
And if we don’t come to an agreement
If we both don’t move an inch from where we stand
It doesn’t matter
I will still look you in the eyes and shake your hand
Or
You can come in that way
Rude and with brute force
But then we just have to dance that tango
That tango of death
Tell me what do you choose?
