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 left until I reach your bed?      And 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