the calculation

you went into the kitchen cupboard, got yourself another hour, and you gave half of it to me, we sat there looking at the faces, of the strangers in the pages, until we knew them mathematically, they were in our minds, until forever, but we didn't mind, we didn't know better, so we made our own computer, out of macaroni pieces, and it did our thinking, while we lived our lives, it counted up our feelings, and divided them up even, and it called our calculation, perfect love, didn't even know, that love was bigger, didn't even know, that love was so, so, hey hey hey hey, hey this fire, this fire, i'm burning us up, hey this fire, this fire, i'm burning us up, oh, oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo, so we made the hard decision, and we each made an incision, past our muscles and our bones, saw our hearts were little stones, pulled 'em out they weren't beating, and we weren't even bleeding, as we lay them on our granite counter top, we beat 'em up against each other, we beat 'em up against each other, we struck 'em hard against each other, we struck 'em so hard, so hard 'til they sparked, hey this fire, this fire, i'm burning us up, hey this fire, this fire, i'm burning us up, hey this fire, this fire, i'm burning us up, oh, oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo oo oo