We can’t erase it
So just embrace it
It’s sad but it’s so true
The simple fact is
Our mathematics
Never added up
I wish i knew all of the answers
I’d print out a cheat sheet
And publish it
But i don’t — so i won’t
I’ll go on pretending to know it all
Mistaken placement
Try to replace it
It’s slipping through the cracks
I hear you talking
You see me walking
Out on your heart
I wish i could arrange a recall
On all the faulty parts
Of my pride
But i can’t — so i can
Just go on avoiding them
So sorry for july