When we get awkward

Our harmony

Has hit the wrong chord

I feel us more bored





Me, you ignore

I lose the feeling

Of being adored





I have a picture of you

On my bulletin board

And I stabbed you with

My pathetic tiny sword





When we get awkward

Our harmony

Has hit the wrong chord

I feel us more bored





We practice for our duet

I can tell we are not there yet

And when you look at me I see regret

What are you thinking?, I sweat



You keep blaming me

For hitting the wrong keys

Together, we don’t agree



Where have you been?

I was waiting to record

Our song, but you are

Wearing me too thin





When we get awkward

Our harmony

Has hit the wrong chord

I feel us more bored





So I go, on the stage alone

Facing the crowd of unknown

I play my fingers to the bone

My fingers are not in the zone



I walk out of the door

My eyes and fingers and heart sore

And who I look for, is you

My eyes lock on your eyes, blue

And I see that we are through