Alright, that's it, I've had enough, I'm on my way to you  It's nauseating and I'm sick of waiting  For all these pointless calls to go through    But no, I'm not a skeptic anymore  At last I see what all of this ridiculous hard work is for  The moisture in the air is begging for release  And the memory of your stare is raining down on me    Hypothetically if you were point A  And theoretically if I was point B,  We would be, we would be frantically melting  Into one massive point  That could overcome anything    Constantly you're working through the mileage in my head  Oh, I'm calculating, yes I'm sick of waiting  How many hours until I reach your bed?    But no, I'm not a skeptic anymore  At last I see what all of this ridiculous hard work is for  The moisture in the air is begging for release  And the memory of your stare is raining down on me    Hypothetically if you were point A  And theoretically if I was point B,  We would be, we would be frantically melting  Into one massive point  That could overcome anything    My faith in you could move these mountains I am driving through  It's times like these when I wish I could teleport to you  'cause then we wouldn't have an issue  We're cleverly, strategically  Challenging our fright and insecurities,  And never seem to want to leave    Hypothetically if you were point A  And theoretically if I was point B,  We would be, we would be frantically melting  Into one massive point  That could overcome anything  Yeah, we would be, we would be frantically melting  Into one massive point  That could overcome anything