There Is No Mathematics to Love and Loss

If you're leaving, leave the cigarettes

You've already got the lighter and the keys

She packs her boxes, he knows that she's serious

Not by the look on her face but by the lack of rings

Words lost their meaning long ago

Right around the time when she let him know

Have you ever heard a word?

Rather be lonely in love than alive with you and dead

Have you ever heard a word?

Hear me out this time, hear me out this time

Have you ever heard a word?

Rather be lonely in love than alive with you and dead

Have you ever heard a word?

Hear me out this time, hear me out this time

There is algebra in gasoline

Burning pictures, pages and photographs

Fire can make a conscience clean

Strike the match, we'll see, strike the match, we'll see

Rolls the window down, calls his name and pulls away

Rethinks every word he's said in disarray

Watched their house burn and in turn

What made it home, drive away, what made it home, drive away

Have you ever heard a word?

Rather be lonely in love than alive with you and dead

Have you ever heard a word?

Hear me out this time, hear me out this time

Have you ever heard a word?

Rather be lonely in love than alive with you and dead

Have you ever heard a word?

Hear me out this time, hear me out this time

Where does one start

To pick up pieces of a gasoline heart?

When all he has is driving away

Have you ever heard a word?

Rather be lonely in love than alive with you and dead

Have you ever heard a word?

Hear me out this time, hear me out this time

Have you ever heard a word?

Rather be lonely in love than alive with you and dead

Have you ever heard a word?

Hear me out this time, hear me out this time