my birthday was on the 8th, but i was 2 lazy 2 go on n write about it. i'm having a huge co-ed birthday party tomorrow. How can I feel I'm standing strong Yet feel the air beneath my feet? How can happines feel so wrong? How can misery feel so sweet? How can you let me watch you sleep Then break my dreams the way you do? How could I have got in so deep? Why did I fall in love with you? This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever been Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen This is the nearest thing to crazy I have never known I was never crazy on my own And now I know That there's a link between the two Being close to craziness And being close to you