49%
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
49%
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
I won't try to dent you right
Or stop your flight
I've known our plight
You know I'm right
I know about your little fling
How you hide your ring
You senseless thing - I'll cut this string
The heat has simmered for a while
It's not my style - so versatile... and with a smile
At anytime, I could explode!
When you kissed your toad
You kissed your princely episode
49%
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
Bit off more than one could b***
And the taste is slight
It leaves this dullish appetite
'Bout time I've finally seen the light
And said goodnight
For the sling is tight
We'll lose this fight
In a corner painted white
As you fly your kite
I shun the sight, I've seen the light!
And now I've got to say goodnight
You know I'm right!
49%
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
I won't try to stop you flight
Or change your night or nothing
Less than half
Why won't you try
To make this damage better?
Math and imagery
Equates cacophony
Multiplies muteness: a sum better disturbed
For silence subtracts
And shadows divide light
Less than half is slight
The heat has simmered for a while...
49%
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
I won't try to stop you flight
Or chage your night or nothing
Less than half
Why won't you try
To make this damage better?
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
49%
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
I won't try to dent you right
Or stop your flight
I've known our plight
You know I'm right
I know about your little fling
How you hide your ring
You senseless thing - I'll cut this string
The heat has simmered for a while
It's not my style - so versatile... and with a smile
At anytime, I could explode!
When you kissed your toad
You kissed your princely episode
49%
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
Bit off more than one could b***
And the taste is slight
It leaves this dullish appetite
'Bout time I've finally seen the light
And said goodnight
For the sling is tight
We'll lose this fight
In a corner painted white
As you fly your kite
I shun the sight, I've seen the light!
And now I've got to say goodnight
You know I'm right!
49%
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
I won't try to stop you flight
Or change your night or nothing
Less than half
Why won't you try
To make this damage better?
Math and imagery
Equates cacophony
Multiplies muteness: a sum better disturbed
For silence subtracts
And shadows divide light
Less than half is slight
The heat has simmered for a while...
49%
1% short of half
And less than half
Ain't really much of nothing
I won't try to stop you flight
Or chage your night or nothing
Less than half
Why won't you try
To make this damage better?