Meet me on the corner by the fire escape and I’ll be waiting    Every inch of back roads that have put me here will disappear    And I’ll hold you in my arms    Cold mathematics making its move on me now       Peacocks on the chopping block and in the blocks, my hopes are burning    Beautiful and trivial and baby just out of reach    So hear the unforgiving sound    Of cold mathematics making its move on me now       Warm starts the great silence    The only place I have left to go    And I’ll hold you in my arms    Cold mathematics making its move on me now       It’s funny how I always seem to alienate the people I like    Trying to impress, one day I will learn to shine    To the unforgiving sound    Of cold mathematics making its move on me now       And I’ll hold you in my arms    Cold mathematics making its move on me now       Cold mathematics making its move    Cold mathematics making its move    Cold mathematics making its move