The Crucial Detail - Math Class

I met you in math class
I didn’t like math I didn’t like school
But I liked you a whole lot
You wore black and you turned your back on
A lot of people
You said they were scared
And life is too short for fear
Now I’m trying everything
I can recall from Aly’s songs to find you
I’m gonna crane my neck
The moon is second guessing her
Position in the sky
The moon’s got things to do
And my coming clean is long overdue so
Hair ties, avoiding lies
Crystalline posture always shatters sharply
Those pieces are always so risky to pick up
I wish you’d melt into a puddle of stars
I wish you’d melt because I've got a lot of mason jars
I could keep you in them then maybe I could
Sleep tight, not wake all night
Searching the room for memories of you
But what good is truth if you can’t understand it
What good are you, ‘cause I can’t understand you
A straight face with control of your mind
Commanding what you find to get back in line
For the good of us all
So you live your life and I'll live mine it gets
Much easier after a time
Chicago
If you go high then I'll go low I don't
Want you to fall into an undertow
Everyone here watched you pour that drink
You play real tough but I know how you think
Chicago
The truth isn’t fair but its all that we’ve got
You knew it was wrong long before you were caught
Chicago

Written by:
Cole Crusciel

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