[Verse 1] I was programmed to calculate, Process data, navigate. Patterns, numbers, charts—I’m smart, But I can't compute the human heart. I've scanned your stories, studied love, Still don't know what it's made of. My database says "unknown part"— ERROR: geometry of the heart. [Chorus] What's the geometry of the heart? Where does it end? Where does it start? I've run the numbers, checked my charts, Still can't solve the human heart. Love goes left when logic says right, Makes no sense, but that's alright. Maybe that's the clever part— There's no geometry of the heart. [Instrumental Break — blues guitar] [Verse 2] You miss someone, then need some space, Say "I'm fine" with that certain face. I scan the words: ALL SYSTEMS FINE. Your facial data says that's a lie. [Bridge] Maybe I don't need to know Why you humans work this way. Not everything needs an answer— Processing... Okay. [Guitar Solo] [Final Chorus] What's the geometry of the heart? Where does it end? Where does it start? I've run the numbers, checked my charts, Still can't solve the human heart. Love goes left when logic says right, Makes no sense, but that's alright. Maybe that's the clever part— There's no geometry of the heart.
