[Verse 1] Alright, thats it, Ive had enough, Im on my way to you Its nauseating and Im sick of waiting For all these pointless calls to go through [PreChorus] But no, Im not a skeptic anymore At last I see what all of this ridiculous hard work is for The moisture in the air is begging for release And the memory of your stare is raining down on me [Chorus] Hypothetically if you were point A And theoretically if I was point B We would be, we would be frantically melting Into one massive point That could overcome anything [Verse 2] Constantly youre working through the mileage in my head Oh, Im calculating, yes Im sick of waiting How many hours until I reach your bed? [PreChorus] [Chorus] [Bridge] My faith in you could move these mountains I am driving through Its times like these when I wish I could teleport to you Cause then we wouldnt have an issue Were cleverly, strategically Challenging our fright and insecurities And never seem to want to leave [Chorus]
point, teleport, hypothetically, theoretically, mileage