Mathematics

Meet me on the corner by the fire escape and I'll be waiting
Every inch of back roads that have put me here will disappear
And I'll hold you in my arms
Cold mathematics making its move on me now
Peacocks on the chopping block and in the docks, my hopes are burning
Beautiful and trivial and baby just out of reach
So hear the unforgiven sounds
Of cold mathematics making its move on me now
Warm starts the great silence
The only place I have left to go
And I'll hold you in my arms
Cold mathematics making its move on me now
It's funny how I always seem to alienate the people that I'm trying to impress
One day I will learn to shine
To the unforgiven sounds
Of cold mathematics making its move on me now
Cold mathematics making its move
Cold mathematics making its move
Cold mathematics making its move
...