I Was Running Late As Ever When I Saw

You In A New Dress With A Math Book

I Told You Numbers Spelled My Future Flawed

And You Just Smiled So I Just Said

Silk Left It's Smooth On Your Skin

And Roughed Up More Than Many

You Could Be Perfect With Him

Won't You Be Perfect With Me?

The Swirling Sound Above Our Private Jet

Might Be A Ceiling Fan We Rephrase

If My Conspiricies Make Me Forget

I Promise I'll Believe You Always