Tear It Apart

Build it together just to tear it apart
Pick up the pieces that are left in the dark
I wanna boogie down like nothing has changed
You wanna party where you might get laid

I don’t need to say there’s nothin’ wrong with that
So why not say it to me and not behind my back?

Ok, where was I? Oh yea, tear it apart
We know the hunt is best well after dark
Some of us livin’ for the thrill of the chase
I guess I’d rather have some stuff on my plate

Yea, in my time I’ve found life’s no buffet
I gotta go with my gut and see what comеs my way
I know that some prefer to pick and choosе
But at the end of the line the salad is always bruised

The sum of one-hundred it is fifty, fifty
I’ll stick to addition
Division ain’t easy on me
I find

Good things can come in twos
Case and point: to where the herd will move
How many people can get to the heart?
Before it’s just a pulverized piece of junk in your cart?

Check your balance, try and figure the cost
And hope that in the end the deal pays off
Shoot past the landing falling end over end
You gotta brush yourself off and start all over again

The sum of one-hundred is fifty, fifty
I’ll stick to addition
Division ain’t easy on me
I find I might just cry this time

Pull it together just to tear it apart
Pick up the pieces that are left in the dark
Get through a day to see what the next will bring
I’m still surprised when it’s not a thing