Lyrics

Hook (Melodic Harmony)
Love taught me bad math
Had me adding up chances I should've never gave
Subtracting my pride
Just to keep a promise that was already frayed
Everybody got advice from the outside looking in
But they ain't wrestled with the memories living underneath my skin
Love taught me bad math
And somehow I'd do it all again
Verse 1
I told myself this was the last conversation
The last late-night drive through familiar locations
The last time I'd let your name interrupt my concentration
Funny how the heart treats boundaries like recommendations
My cousin said, "Boy, you know better."
I said, "Probably."
Then spent another month negotiating with nostalgia honestly
Because certain people become part of your internal architecture
Like support beams hidden behind the walls
You don't notice them
Until the structure starts shifting
That's when absence gets loud.
That's when silence starts speaking.
That's when every old photograph becomes a witness.
Hook (Melodic Harmony)
Love taught me bad math
Had me adding up chances I should've never gave
Subtracting my pride
Just to keep a promise that was already frayed
Everybody got advice from the outside looking in
But they ain't wrestled with the memories living underneath my skin
Love taught me bad math
And somehow I'd do it all again
Verse 2
See, love ain't always logical.
Sometimes it's a historian.
Preserving moments long after reason requests demolition.
I remember the way we planned futures on front porches
Like tomorrow had already signed the paperwork
The way your laughter could interrupt a difficult day
And completely change its direction
That's valuable currency.
Hard to replace.
The world got plenty people.
But connection?
That's rare real estate.
So I understand why some hearts revisit old neighborhoods
Even after the residents moved away.
Bridge (Stacked Harmonies)
Some lessons arrive as blessings.
Some blessings arrive as lessons.
And sometimes you don't know which one it was
Until years later.
Final Hook
Love taught me bad math
Had me counting possibilities instead of consequences
Betting optimism against evidence
And hope against experience
Maybe I lost.
Maybe I learned.
Maybe both things happened at once.
Love taught me bad math
But it also taught me
How deeply a soul can trust.
Outro
People call it foolish.
People call it weakness.
Maybe.
Or maybe...
The heart just speaks a language
The mind never fully learns.
And that's the equation
I'm still trying to solve.