Amy Kuney - Rocket Surgery

Verse 1:Youve marchedTo your pomp and your circumstanceBravelyYoure starched youre a formal affair and ICant breatheYoure smart you know all those big wordsAnd their meaningsBut you arent very good at rememberingSmall thingsVerse 2:You say that you love me but I ask youHow muchSo you spread your arms wide till behind youYour thumbs touchAnd you hold that position as I add it all upOh, in cold hard mathematical terms youreIn loveChorus:So hold me, dont think too hard about itWould common sense allow it?You wait too long and youll lose meJust do it when you get the urgingOh its not rocket surgeryWhen you know you love someone its easyVerse 3:Your book heavy head is so weighted withDeep thoughtsAs you lay in my lap and we struggle withSmall talkTry writing it down but you trip onWriter's blockSo we just hmmm mmm mmmOn and on and on and onBridge:Were a pair youre smart, Im romanticKiss like you care, your mouth is mechanicalWords are air, over my head they blowSo blink once if you like itAnd blink twice if you dontThree times, if you love itAnd then just keep them closed(Bridge)(Chorus X2)