we made our own computer out of macaroni pieces
And it did our thinking
while we lived our lives
It counted up our feelings
And divided them up even
it called that calculation perfect love

Didn’t even know that love was bigger
Didn’t even know
That love was so, so …

So we made the hard decision
And we each made an incision
Past our muscles and our bones
Saw our hearts were little stones

Pulled ’em out they weren’t beating
And we
weren’t even bleeding
As we lay ’em on the granite counter top

We beat ’em up
Against each other

We beat ’em up
Against each other

We struck ’em hard
Against each other

We struck ’em so hard
So hard until they sparked

Hey this fire it’s burnin’
Burnin’ us up


But we didn’t mind
We didn’t know better


Regina Spektor performing “The Calculation” on Good Morning America (6-23-09)

Related: John Prine: Some Humans Ain’t Human [Austin City Limits]