Is this a date or am I walking on a Möbius Strip?
Cause one minute y'r cool, the next you flip
You've always gotta make everything so dramatic
Simply talking to you requires use of higher mathematics

Come down to this
Your loose lips have sunk a thousand ships
And I heard somebody finally beat you at this
Must of been some sort of subgenius

I kiss the moon, when I think about you
It's all I know how to do
I took my cues from you and then you took 'em back
Now theres nothing else to loose you took it all
I want it back