Still static in your soft October Still have it even when it's over Freeze-frame it for a photo copy Stray daisy in your field of poppies I keep falling back on simple math It's all I have Trying to subtract you Coming back to simple math... Your firewood in my light comes to me Still rosy by I try to wash it out Your colors in a perfume bottle Can't break it, but I know I've got to ♪ But I keep falling back on simple math It's all I have Trying to subtract you Coming back to simple math... ♪ I keep falling back on simple math (on simple math) Still listening to all your albums Hands bloody, killing my nostalgia Still listening to all your albums Hands bloody, killing my nostalgia