HALF OF ME

I'm no mathematician

but

I know you're half of me

and

it doesn't add up,

because you don't see it that way

I don't understand/

you put your hand in mine

and said it would stay there.

wayward me

wayward you

separate ways/

500 days,

Arabian nights,

a kiss with a fist

and dreams of flying

these days

it's all grey

brain drain/nothing new

how hard is it to:

decide to be in a good mood,

and then just be in one?

is it that easy

to please me,

myself

and I,

as well as you?

truth be told, you annoy me

throwing your toys out of the pram

you're no man
no woman
no cry

you're a kid, like me

kidding ourselves

that we'll be alright

that we'll be something more/

sawdust in your hair

and caring more about

how not to lose me

than your own sanity.

give it up, sunshine

shine on/come along

come in/comedown

brain dead/chickentown

all over again

you're half of me/

no matter how differently I try to see it

and

the thing is

honestly?

I really, really

wish you weren't