Is this a date or am I walking on a Möbius Strip? Cause one minute y'r cool, the next you flip You've always gotta make everything so dramatic Simply talking to you requires use of higher mathematics
Come down to this Your loose lips have sunk a thousand ships And I heard somebody finally beat you at this Must of been some sort of subgenius
I kiss the moon, when I think about you It's all I know how to do I took my cues from you and then you took 'em back Now theres nothing else to loose you took it all I want it back