You can be as soft as honey, and you can be as hard as a nail.
Gentle summer rain, and then you blow me out with a gale.
I keep a level head and I'm trying to be good don't you see?
I start to worry, you might damage me.
The sweetness of a smile and the bitter of a casual frown,
Your joy takes me up, your misery brings me down.
Manic depression – it's your psychology
I hate to admit, I think you're damaging me.
One day you have to see me and the next day you don't even care.
Today we're together and tomorrow I don't see you there.
And though it's not my problem, I think you will agree,
I gotta do something, 'cos I know you're damaging me.
I got up this morning saw the sunshine and I felt aglow,
Then I read your message and my high dropped straight to low.
It must be infectious, this bipolarity
Now I know... how much you've damaged me.

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