you think i'm the rubix cube
you still can't figure out
and i feel that you're drinking all my coffee

you say i'm so dissonant
and i know i am -- i know i am
but i resolve to make it better

and you declare that we are
gonna make it yet


your little sister says that i'm the girl
she wanted you to have
but she's politely lying through her braces

your father thinks we're too different
and i know we are; i know we are
but they can't say that we've lost touch

just because we have got a messy sort of love

chorus:

and i can't love you
like the angels do
but with the stutter of a human heart

perfect harmony
gets so boring
sometimes the discord is the best part


i hate when your stereo
wages battle on my thoughts

and you hate when i !@#^yze your feelings
but this is not indifference
oh no it's not -- thank god it's not

there are boys who don't annoy me like you do
but they're never quite as interesting as you


chorus

i've seen those finely tuned machines

that people build and then call love
where they substitute their habits for desire
and i can't judge them for what they do

but that's not me, and that's not you
'cause your rubix cube has never seen the shelf
and i hate drinking coffee by myself


chorus