Mathematics (feat. Kano)

This ain’t a movie

That ain’t a heart attack

You might have the good hand

But you won’t be the last man

I’ve got a little less each time there’s someone new

Get in the deep end, just to say we should be friends

But I don’t wanna be your backup part

Used to want to conquer your whole heart

Tired

Crying on the salon floor

I'm pretty, but I'm miserable

Goodbye

Good luck trying to work it out, oh baby

It's not mathematics, it's love

Had you on the kitchen floor

Quiet in the parking lot

Damn that shit was wonderful

Now I’m single at the tennis court

Lost in the superstore

Holding down a 24

All that’s left is your T-shirt

You’re a bruise and it still hurts

Tired

Crying on the salon floor

Ooh, I'm pretty fuckin' miserable

Goodbye

Good luck trying to work it out, oh baby

It's not mathematics, it's love

I frequent

Lit locations

Whipping spaceships

There’s no saving this ship from sailing

Distant neighbours

Were so close

Take me back when I get back home?

Question?

Three dots got me looking at restaurants, Heston?

Roses are red like my message was left on

Bakers dozen, want my cake and cuz of course I want a taste of something

Maybe our grass would have been greener without this shade you’re chucking

Maybe my heart would have been cleaner without you sageing cupboards

Used to dance away the demons

Now your evenings be mascara staining Kleenex

Blaming me gets

Tired

Crying on the salon floor

I'm pretty fuckin' miserable

Goodbye

Good luck trying to work it out, oh baby

It's not mathematics

It's not mathematics

It's not mathematics, it's love

But he don’t see that