If I had a hammer and you had a rock
We could break this whole thing down
If you had a hammer, and I had a rock
This could feel and look like Brokentown
‘Cause we don’t talk like lovers
We don’t talk like friends
And when we talk to each other
It sounds like the end of something
If you had a hammer and I had a rock
We could do some damage somewhere else instead
I’d have a hammer and you’d have a rock
We could wreck some bridge besides this bed
Nothing stays the same
Paul and Holly Go-lightly came in from the rain
And she never knew what he was thinking
And they both knew how to drink and drink and just keep drinking
Now they don’t talk
If I had a hammer and you had a rock
We could make a lot more noise
If you had a hammer, and I had a rock, we could drown our voices out and spare
the boys
So this is the end
Could it be the end of pointless fights?
This is the end?
So fine, we got a chance to make it right
Could it be the end of all these lonely nights when we don’t talk…
If we could talk like lovers
If we could talk like friends
Then when we talk to each other
It might be the end
But we could begin with some