Which is thicker, blood or water?
I have never really known
Which is thinner, skin or paper
Which is right for writing on
Oh, love, how can you see clearly
Through the web of how you feel
When so much is imaginary
And so little is real
Which is thicker, blood or water
Water never made me cry
I’ve been swimming for a living
Diving under livid sky
Oh, love, how can you see fairly
Through the web of what you’re told
You should know that we stand at the very
Edge of the world
It’s the edge of the world
Which is harder, hope or horror
Which does darker things to you
Hope will take you by the collar
And shake you till your lips are blue
And you’ll get more than you bargain for in your unfinished war
Than every weapon in your treasure chest
So you stand, with your gun in hand, until the proof is had
Of who has loved you best
Oh, love, you’d better be careful
With every drop you shed
You should know that we love you, we love you
What more can be said
What more can be said
Oh…
Which is thicker, blood or water
I have never known for sure
Which is better, truth or fiction
Which is bigger, peace or war
Oh, love, you live in a glass house
And you threw the first stone
I guess you’ll get what you wish for
And live with it alone