Lyrics:

Don't you think that I'm bound to react now?
Well, my fingers definitely turning to black now
Yeah, well, maybe I'll put my love on ice
I teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah
My books are sitting at the top of the stack now
Well, the longer words are really breaking my back now, yeah
Maybe I'll learn to understand
Drawing a square with a pencil in hand, yeah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Mathematically turning the page
Unequivocally showing my age
I'm practically center stage
Undeniably earning your wage
Well, maybe I'll put my love on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah

Listen master, can you answer a question?
Is it the fingers or the brain?
That you're teaching a lesson?
Oh, I can't tell you how proud I am
I'm writing down things that I don't understand
Well, maybe I'll put my love on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah