The glass got broken But didn't really spill a sip As I stumbled like a word on a cut lip Yours weren't a problem When you were worried about 'us' "Why does the leaving mean you fucked it up?" My vision echoed back at you Everything in twos You're gonna have to choose Everything in twos Stuck in that me and you Everything is all a number sign I can count the ways I don't feel fine Scratch my name on your cast with a fountain pen You're gonna need it when you break it in the fall And what words would you choose to assign to us Aare you happy to be jealous and young? My vision echoed back at you My vision's just some teen dude Everything in twos You're gonna have to choose Everything in twos Stuck in that me and you Everything is all a number sign I can count the ways I don't feel fine