My glass is sitting squarely at zero point five
‘Cause pessimism’s cliché and optimism’s for fools
Fifty percent of what I regret and fifty percent it was all for the best
So zero point five and I drink sweet love to you

The sum of the parts is only as broken as its pieces
But I can’t seem to glue it as great as the whole
I’ve tried affection, I’ve tried crying, I’ve tried mistakes and excuses
But I can’t replace it and I can’t make it better again
Because I’ll break it and I can’t take it
Your eyes looking at me so hurt again

You left a big gaping hole where my stability used to be
And tried to fill it up with things like human love and generosity
It seems by this you made a wreck out of me
So why love, why love is it that you can’t seem to see

The sum of the parts is only as broken as its pieces
But I can’t seem to glue it as great as the whole
I’ve tried reflection, introspection, reverence and abuses
But I can’t take it and I can’t make it better again
Because I’ll break it and I’ll misplace it only to find
Your eyes looking at me so hurt again, again

‘Cause the sum of the parts is only as broken as it’s pieces
But I can’t seem to glue it as great as the whole
I’ve tried affection, introspection, ignorance and abuses
But I can’t replace it and I can’t make it better again
Because I’ll break it and I’ll misplace it
And I can’t replace it, oh I can’t take it
Your eyes looking at me so hurt again
So hurt again