Meet me on the corner by the fire escape and Ill be waiting
Every inch of back roads that have put me here will disappear
And Ill hold you in my arms
Cold mathematics making its move on me now
Peacocks on the chopping block and in the blocks
My hopes are burning
Beautiful and trivial and baby just out of reach
So hear the unforgiving sound
Of cold mathematics making its move on me now
Warm starts the great silence
The only place I have left to go
And Ill hold you in my arms
Cold mathematics making its move on me now
Its funny how I always seem to alienate the people I like
Trying to impress, one day I will learn to shine
To the unforgiving sound
Of cold mathematics making its move on me now
And Ill hold you in my arms
Cold mathematics making its move on me now
Cold mathematics making its move
Cold mathematics making its move
Cold mathematics making its move