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