Math is running through my head
Wondering if she's dead
Did she say a quarter past
The hands can't move too fast
Stop to think and look within
Ordinary sin
Think you must have heard her wrong
Cause she wasn't gone that long
Looking lost into the night
She's gonna lose this fight
He'll just say the job ran late
His solitary fate
Stop to drink come wrinkled chin
Ordinary sin
Think you must have heard him wrong
cause he wasn't gone that long
