Rocket Surgery

You've marched

To your pomp and your circumstance bravely

You're starched, you're a formal affair

And I can't breathe

You're smart, you know all those big words

And their meanings

But you aren't very good at remembering

Small things

You say that you love me, but I ask you how much

So you spread your arms wide 'til behind you

Your thumbs touch

And you hold that position as I add it all up

Oh, in cold hard mathematical terms

You're in love

CHORUS:

So hold me, don't think too hard about it

Would common sense allow it?

You wait too long and you'll lose me

Just do it when you get the urging

Oh, it's not rocket surgery

When you know you love someone, it's easy

Your book heavy head is so weighted with deep thoughts

As you lay in my lap and we struggle with small talk

Try writing it down, but you trip on writer's block

So we just "hmmm mmm mmm"

On and on and on and on

BRIDGE:

We're a pair, you're smart, I'm romantic

Kiss like you care, your mouth is mechanical

Words are air, over my head they blow

So blink once if you like it

And blink twice if you don't

Three times, if you love it

And then just keep them closed

BRIDGE

CHORUS x2