On this side, we have some widely contrasting examples Taken from recent recordings To give you some idea of the wealth of recorded music Now available on the wider tapestry of stereophonic sound When I saw ya There starts the time I was breaking down I fled to you I thought you were the wisest Ill-advised for you to stay That's the problem Now I've got nowhere to hide I'm sorry How could you think I'm a monster? I don't have peace left to offer I know there's times when I'm awful How could you think I'm a monster? Umm... but there's an attempt to say, well Maybe things that, from our macroscopic point of view Appear to be widely separated in space Like New York and Chicago, just to take two macroscopic examples From a microscopic point of view might actually be contiguous and Touching one another Disentangled space and time I can't think and I can't sleep at night Don't know what you see in me I know you believed in me And that's what makes this worse How could you think I'm a monster? I don't have peace left to offer I know there's times when I'm awful How could you think I'm a monster? We said we'd be okay At the end of the day I tore walls down Now the bliss is gone Choosing goodnight or goodbye Knowing this is permanence Being star-crossed souls in disarray When all is gone How could you think I'm a monster? I don't have peace left to offer I know there's times when I'm awful How could you think I'm a monster? What is this? Who are you? What are we doing? I wonder Where are we? Who am I? Who are you? What are we? What is this? What are we? Who am I? What is this? What is this? What is this? What am I? Who am I?