Chinese Handcuffs

I've come to face myself 
In a staring contest in the mirror 
Where there's more chance of victory 
Than in an argument with you 

We're not two peas in a pod 
We're two fingers in Chinese handcuffs 
The more we pull we stay 
The more we stay we pull 
Apart this wicker toy 
With it the joy 
The things that bind in pain 
Keep us in love