Numbers, they always meant more than mistaken math
Now that I'm older I can tell the difference
Wrapped in ink and paper
Can you find a way out?
I promise to remember all of the words that you said to me
Word for word and I'm listening
It seems like your mouth is always breaking
Symbols and figures in your head
We're having a simple conversation
I've studied her in syntax
Counting under her breath
I promise to remember all of the noise that came from your mouth
Word for word and I'm listening
Language and arithmetic are getting in the way of it
It's such a chore to listen for and understand all of the words I hear anymore
Now that we are screaming back and forth I can hear you louder than ever
Now that we are screaming back and forth I can clearly see what your voice is for