Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up

Oh, love screws me up
And our little thing 
shot down before it starts
swept up in the cans and the bottles and the busted hearts

Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
(repeat na, na's)

Songs for the End of the World Version

It's no big deal
Not worth the trouble
This is the last time
I walk out of the rubble
I watched my heart
In your delicate hands
Slammed against my kitchen wall
It burst like a bubble
And it made me wish
Love slept with the fish
Or at least had a lame-brained stunt body double
In the mirror I see the living, breathing proof
And I think it's time that I,
That I face the truth

Love (na, na, na, na, na)
Screws me up (na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Love (na, na, na, na, na)
Screws me up (na, na, na, na)

Love Potion number 9,
I guess I must have missed it
Jesus tell me is that
What got me so twisted?
All the hippies, magazines and TV
Keep selling true love
Like it really existed
I want to drink from that picture perfect loving cup
But I fuck it up

Love (na, na, na, na, na)
Screws me up (na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Love (na, na, na, na, na)
Screws me up (na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Love screws me up

And our little scene is
Shot down before it starts
Swept up with the trash
And the bodies
And the wreckage
And the garbage
And the junk
And the scrap
And the drunk
and the busted hearts

Love (na, na, na, na, na)
Screws me up (na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Love (na, na, na, na, na)
Screws me up (na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Love (na, na, na, na, na)
Screws me up (na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na)
Screws me up

According to US

I'm just going to throw this thought out there - anyone else think this one should have been titled Sex Screws Me Up? Show of hands -
Ok, what about the line "slammed against my kitchen wall, it burst like a bubble"- anyone think of the pickle jar/arrest incident? Show of hands -
Now that I've got that off my chest and put my thoughts right out there, you'd be surprised to hear that I like this song, right? Well dammit, I do. It's a shame that I know so much about this man that I have to fill my brain with all the nonsense that he's done because this song friggin' rocks. If you can convince me it's not autobiographical, well then I'm buying you a damn drink. Right after I go pick up the stool from You & Me that Rick has unceremoniously thrown across the kitchen/stage like a bad-ass Rock Star.
I'm starting to believe though, after reading some of my past reviews of the RS catalog, the songs that have breathing, or lots of repeated-ness in the chorus (such as the na, na, nahs in this one) rank pretty high on my scale of favorites. It doesn't take much to make me like it a lot, apparently. Just give me a good beat and make it easy to dance to, and I'm in the record books like so many American Bandstand kids before me. - Michelle

So once again we have 2 versions of a song, so we get a slight peek into the process of what was there, and then what goes away and what gets added. I have decided that I tend to like the version I heard first, maybe I don't like change.
The demo of this was released on the LTD version of SDAA in 2004, then the "finished" version was on Songs for the End of the World in 2012, so we had a long time to live with the first version. My favorite line in the whole song is "I'm only human so I fuck it up" and wouldn't you know, that's one of the things that got changed. Damn it! I also liked "shucks" better than "I guess" (I must have missed it). And very similar to Let Me In, he adds more to the ending.
There seems to be two schools of thought here - is this song about "love" (I agree with Michelle, this should have been "sex screws me up") in general, or a specific instance. I tend to lean toward a more general outlook. Maybe something specific triggered it, but also inspired this poetic retrospective.
The thing I dislike the most about this song, is having to count the “na nas” when double checking the lyrics. :-)  - rlh

Song Facts: This can be found on the Ltd edition of s/d/a/a.

Rick played most of this song in Milwaukee on 5/7/04 (and it ROCKED)

Footnote - background picture was taken in Milwaukee, WI 5/07/04 by Renata Hearn during the performance of this song (with the help of the lyrics)