Don’t you think that I’m bound to react now?
Well, my fingers definitely turning to black now
well maybe I’ll put my love on ice
Teach myself, maybe that’ll be nice
Yeah
My books are sitting at the top of the stack now
The longer words are really breaking my back now
Maybe I’ll learn to understand
Drawing a square with a pencil in hand, yeah
Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah
Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah
Mathematically turning the page
Unequivocally showing my age
I’m practically center stage
Undeniably earning your wage
Well maybe I’ll put my love on ice
And teach myself, maybe that’ll be nice, yeah
Listen master, can you answer a question?
Is it the fingers, or the brain
that you’re teaching A lesson?
I can’t tell you how proud I am
I’m writing down things that I don’t understand
Well, maybe I’ll put my love on ice
And teach myself, maybe that’ll be nice