I don't like you You don't like me too - I know. Silently waging Just like the spread inside her head of The fog that won't relent I'm sick of the news in secondhand And I still try to understand And I watch as she wills that second hand Time has left her waiting Is this how love looks when you've found "the one?" The one, a harbor of sun and calm So why is she waiting, Still waiting for that one (that one) moment of sun? I want to know when to cave was considered compromise I don't like you You don't like me too Hardened, harsh, un-dissuaded Just like the curse that's in her spine More salt for this stifling brine Sick of the news in secondhand And I still try to understand And I watch as she wills that second hand Time has left her waiting Is this how love looks when you've found "the one?" The one, a harbor of sun and calm So why is she waiting, Still waiting for that one (that one) moment of sun? I want to know what you're waiting for 'Cause I don't know If you even notice that noise of the branches and stalks That quiver and crack Trees are breaking in rivers of earth and rock It's clear it's moments now 'til one, 'til one, Shatters this front of calm So why is she waiting, Still waiting for that one, that one moment of sun She's short on time She's waiting (she's waiting) For the one (the one) I want to know when to cave was considered compromise I don't like you You don't like me too