E B A
I’d like to do some calculations
E B A
In the hopes that I’ll come to some realizations.
C#m
My mind is not what it used to be,
B
That certainly isn’t news to me,
C#m
But I want to know how my life was spent
A B
Now that I know that I’m near the end.
E B A
So I add, subtract, multiply, and divide
E B A
To try and figure out what I did with my life.
E B E
I spent twenty-seven years in my bed,
E B A E
And there’s not much that I would’ve preferred to do instead.
E B E B
I spent two years chewing, and six months wooing,
E B E B
And, I’m sure you’re curious, almost three years pooing.
C#m
I spent twenty-five years working for a guy,
B
That I wanted to kill when I didn’t want to die,
A
But I spent fifty-seven years loving you my friend,
E A B E
So I guess it all makes sense at the end.
E B A
I spent nearly a full year masturbating,
E B A
Second only to the year we spent copulating.
C#m
I know you’re not a fan of this vulgarity,
B
But completeness is important for full clarity.
C#m
I spent more than seven years watching television,
A B
And how could I not regret that decision,
E A B
But I don’t think that I’ll ever know how much time,
E A B
I did or didn’t spend lookin’ into your eyes.
E B E
I spent twenty-seven years in my bed,
E B A E
And there’s not much that I would’ve preferred to do instead.
E B E B
I spent two years chewing, and six months wooing,
E B E B
And, I’m sure you’re curious, almost three years pooing.
C#m
I spent twenty-five years working for a guy,
B
That I wanted to kill when I didn’t want to die,
A
But I spent fifty-seven years loving you my friend,
E A B E
So I guess it all makes sense at the end.
E B A
I’ve never known any way but numbers and sums
E B A
To understand what we are and what we have become,
C#m
But like numbers are perfect, that’s how this has been for me,
B
And I hope that I still give you everything you need.
C#m
Eighty years alive and four eating food.
A B
Five reading books and fifty-seven with you.
E A B
Two eyes, one nose, one smile, one life.
E A B
It somehow isn’t ever quite enough time.
E B E
I spent twenty-seven years in my bed,
E B A E
And there’s not much that I would’ve preferred to do instead.
E B E B
I spent two years chewing, and six months wooing,
E B E B
And, I’m sure you’re curious, almost three years pooing.
C#m
I spent twenty-five years working for a guy,
B
That I wanted to kill when I didn’t want to die,
A
But I spent fifty-seven years loving you my friend,
E A B E
So I guess it all makes sense at the end.
E A B E
Oh, I guess it all makes sense at the end.
E A B E
Yeah, I guess it all makes sense at the end.
