I Can Pass My Examinations Talkshow Boy

Someday someone's gonna throw a rope around you
And someone else is gonna break into two
Over you and your brother Lou and his hairdo
Someone somewhere's gonna draw a diagram of love
And you, being smart, will wanna view it from above
So that you can amend the mathematics so it benefits you

I'll trade my heart in for a head
So i can pass my examinations
Love holds a knife up to your neck
And screams 'congratulations!'

Everybody everywhere is chasing everything everyday
Caro-lacto-semiquaver sees me on my way
I'm not happy, girl, with the situation
One day i'm gonna capture your heart with a lasso
Either that or i'll end my blues using a noose
Left brain girl, use your intellect to master this equation

Knowing me i'd probably wind up dead
Like a character in shakespearean tragedy
I've got this bloodclot in my head
Girl, your love is a catastrophe
Knowing me i'd probably wind up dead
Before i pass my examinations
Love holds a knife up to my neck
And screams 'congratulations!'