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 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 wanna conquer your whole heart Tired, crying on the salon floor I'm pretty but I'm miserable Goodbye, good luck tryna 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 fucking miserable Goodbye, good luck tryna work it out Oh baby, it's not mathematics, it's love I frequent lit locations, whipping spaceships There's no saving the ship from sailing Distant neighbors were so close Take me back when I get back home Question-free ducks got me looking at restaurants, hence done Roses I read like my message was left on Baker's dozen want my cake 'cause of course I wanna taste of somethin' Maybe your grass would've been greener without this shade you're chuckin' Maybe my heart would've been cleaner without you surging cupboards Used to dance away the demons Now your evenings be mascara staining Kleenex, blaming me gets Tired, crying on the salon floor Oh, I'm pretty fucking miserable Goodbye, good luck tryna 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