The Math Lyrics

I depend too much on my wit

The only way I'll feel something is by overthinking it

My brain has become more like a curse

Than the blessing with which I'll accomplish my purpose

I try to understand what's going on

But my memories are always too far gone

Turns out the means to make sense of it all

Are the lyrics you'll read on a bathroom wall

It feels like all that seems so wrong

Would just make perfect sense in a song

So if a guitar comes into my path

I'll let the songs do the talking

I'll let your ears do the math

I'm too concerned with predicting our future

With fulfilling it with a grand gesture

But if I didn't worry about pushing things further

Maybe I'd just enjoy all the time we spend together

I wish I knew a simpler way

To share with you what I've been trying to say

But I got to the point when there's too much at stake

To get to the point that I'm trying to make

It feels like all that seems so wrong

Would just make perfect sense in a song

So if a guitar comes into my path

I'll let the songs do the talking

I'll let your ears do the math

You say a simple look into my eyes

Can differentiate the truth from the lies

If I don't find my words

If I'm at a loss

This could be how I'll get the message across

If your instinct is really that good

I might have a chance at being understood

But are we that attuned

Will you like what you see

Are you and I written on the same key

It feels like all that seems so wrong

Would just make perfect sense in a song

So if a guitar comes into my path

I'll let the songs do the talking

I'll let your ears do the math