Love is a Piecewise Function (actually its not)


I was staring into your coordinate system,
Gazing in the ellipses of your eyes.
Blocking out reflections of the rest of ‘em,
Wanting to be the angle between your sides.

Pythagoras made rules about triangles,
Euclid found stuff out about shape’s parts.
Neither of them knew how to untangle,
The absolute value of hearts.

(Did you know that)

Chorus:
Love is a piecewise function x4

What is greater than (or equal to) the sum of us together?
Nothing, noone, null set, none at all.
They even use math to predict weather,
Or to find the roundness of this ball.
If I am to you a natural log,
Then I cannot touch your asymptote.
So like a navigator in the smog,
I’ll keep on trucking to your boat.

(Chorus)

(Quadratic Formula) = Love

(Chorus)