Two minus one as pair became single.
Simple mathematics that’s all it is.
You got to subtract the love, the memories and the feelings.
Add a new girl, then you multiply that feeling.
I’m the ex in the equation that you found to be nothing, zero.
It’s easy for you, I was never good at mathematics.
See I can’t figure it out.
My equation must be so different, so complex that one can’t figure it out alone.
I try to turn this love into hate but I don’t know how because love divided by hate is confusion.
Confusion plus memories and two times the feelings is a broken heart.
You know that’s me the ex that equals zero.
So, somehow our equations meet, a broken heart equals zero.
I asked you for help but I couldn’t tell that x equals x, not y.
But you’re my why that I’m desperately trying to solve for.
My why did I love you so hard?
My why can’t we fix it?
My why tell me one thing but do another?
My why did you break me down like I was so difficult to figure out?
You’re good at this remember?
At one point x and y equaled the same, a forever.
But in this equation the why equals an infinity that didn’t last forever.
One day I’ll figure out that I need to switch the “why” and “ex” so I can subtract the love, the memories and the feelings.
Add a new boy and multiply that feeling.
Then you’d be the ex in the equation that I found to be zero,
And you’d be broken hearted.
And I’d switch to the why, the why did I lose her.
But you know it’s easy for you, I was never good at mathematics.