Through a telephoto, a ways away
The cars all look like beans spilled on the ground
And you shine on, stronger than I’ve ever seen you
Why’d you have to come around

Why can’t I walk away, why should I care
Is it just a matter of being me
Or are we just the world’s most perfect pair

Speaking now in pictures of crazy days
We had ways of workin around the words
You were good and bad, a very scary mixture
You still are, you’d think I might have learned

Why can’t I walk away, why should I care
Is it just a matter of being me
Or are we just the world’s most perfect pair

You, me, now, three
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
'Til death do us part
Do us good, then start again

And you say "Try not to feel the pain"
Tryin' not to feel the pain's like tryin' not to get wet in the rain
You give me the mask I need to wear
We must be the world’s most perfect pair
You give me the mask I need to wear
We must be the world’s most perfect pair
You give me the mask I need to wear
We must be the world’s most perfect pair
You give me the mask I need to wear
We must be the world’s most perfect pair