[Verse 1: Joy Crookes]

This ain't a movie

That ain't a heart attack

You might have the good hand

But, you won't be the last man

I got a little less each time there's someone new

Get in the deep end

Just to say we should be friends

[Pre-Chorus: Joy Crookes]

But, I don't want to be your backup part

Used to wanna conquer your whole heart

[Chorus: Joy Crookes]

Tired, crying on the salon floor

I'm pretty, but I'm miserable

Goodbye, good luck tynna work it out

Oh, baby, it's not mathematics it's love

[Verse 2: Joy Crookes]

Had you on the kitchen floor

Quiet in the parking lot

Damn, that shit was wonderful

Now I'm single at the tennis court

Lost in the superstore

Holding down at 24

[Pre-Chorus: Joy Crookes]

All that's left is your T-shirt

You're a bruise and it still hurts

[Chorus: Joy Crookes]

Tired, crying on the salon floor

Ooh, I'm pretty fucking miserable

Goodbye, good luck trynna work it out

Oh, baby, it's not mathematics it's love

[Verse 3: Kano]

I frequent lit locations, whipping spaceships

There's no saving this ship from sailing

Distant neighbours were so close

Take me back when I get back home

Question, three dots got me looking at restaurants, Heston

Roses are red like my message was left on

Bakers dozen want my cake

And 'cause of course I wanna taste of sum'n

Maybe the grass would've been greener without this shade you're chuckin'

Maybe my heart would've been cleaner without you sageing cupboards

Used to dance away the demons

Now get evenings weak mascara stainin' Kleenex, blaming me gets—

[Chorus: Joy Crookes]

Tired, crying on the salon floor

Oh, I'm pretty fucking miserable

Goodbye, good luck trynna work it out

Oh, baby, it's not mathematics

It's not mathematics

It's not mathematics it's love

[Outro: Joy Crookes]

But, he don't see that