Half-Assed Mechanic

Why is there a missing piece in everyone I know?

I never have the right parts to make them work out right

So they go on with their temperamental lives off track

Such a half-assed mechanic

I can't even fix myself

If you tip it over on its side, crack it open

Then maybe you will find out why

Look at all the wires that are twisted

Do they make just a little sense to you?

Maybe if you're smart

You can figure out the problem and solder it lightly

But then it just might break again

And you will be back here pulling out your hair

Why is there a missing piece in everyone I know?

I never have the right parts to make them work out right

So they go on with their temperamental lives off track

Such a half-assed mechanic

I can't even fix myself

I'll keep on stressing out

If I don't distract myself

With something else

If I don't take a break

It feels like a little game

Picking at your brain just to get some sort of clue

I finally think I understand

And then you surprise me and throw me for a loop

You put me back to square one

I have to rethink my hypothesis again

And if I do it 20 times

Whose to say I will find an answer for you

Why is there a missing piece in everyone I know?

I never have the right parts to make them work out right

So they go on with their temperamental lives off track

Such a half-assed mechanic

I can't even fix myself