The Long Division — текст песни (Burt Bacharach)

Did somebody try to catch your eye

And almost change your sad expression?

Did somebodys hand linger too long?

Must I now make my confession?

But youll never know what suspicion is until you lie awake

And every night you ask yourself, "what am I to do? "

Can it be so hard to calculate?

When three goes into two, theres nothing left over

Hows it gonna feel?

This time its real

Its not a temporary fracture

This is what you get

The stage is set for you and your attempted rapture

Is he gonna smile that indulgent smile when you come running home?

And every night you ask yourself, "what am I to do? "

Can it be so hard to calculate?

When three goes into two, theres nothing left over

What am I gonna do?

I look at you

You seem to be so long past caring

Did somebody say we can still be friends?

Only to find out that its a joke

So ask yourself

Can it be so hard to calculate?

When three goes into two, theres nothing left over