You say black I say white
You say day I say night
You say good I say bad
You say happy when I say sad

[Chorus:]
And I think we have to realize
That we don’t get along
Every time I speak to you
It always ends up wrong
We maybe have to realize
That we don’t click at all
When you speak I want to push
Your face into a wall
I think we can agree
That we can only disagree
I would kill you in a second
If I knew I’d get off free
I think we have to realize that we don’t get along
And I hope you really hate this song

You say far I say near
You say wine I say beer
You say sport I say bed
You say bald when I say dread