My god, do the maths darling

I keep calling while you keep running

There’s a state of mind that I’ve never seemed to find, oh woah

You know that I’m fond of you

But I can’t keep myself from turning blue

Holding on to the thought of you

Holding on to the thought of you

But oh, you dulled my passion down

All the cracks started to form

The apple core was turning brown

I couldn’t see a way out

Oh, you dulled my passion down

But still I stayed glued to your side

I couldn’t speak the words aloud

I couldn’t see the warning signs

My god, do the maths darling

I can’t keep the love pumping

For you to realise that you don’t need me in your life, oh woah

You know that I’m fond of you

But I can’t keep myself from turning blue

Holding on to the thought of you

Holding on to the thought of you

But oh, you dulled my passion down

All the cracks started to form

The apple core was turning brown

I couldn’t see a way out

Oh, you dulled my passion down

But still I stayed glued to your side

I couldn’t speak the words aloud

I couldn’t see the warning signs

Oh, you dulled my passion down

All the cracks started to form

The apple core was turning brown

I couldn’t see a way out

Oh, you dulled my passion down

But still I stayed glued to your side

I couldn’t speak the words aloud

I couldn’t see the warning signs