Epistemology Blues, Pt. 1

You proposed it as a theory That the one for you was me I laughed at the notion Of trying to prove it scientifically Of holding all things constant Of searching for the facts Applying different treatments To try to get you to react You made an observation That didn't make me look too good I probably would've denied it If there was any way I thought I could When you're analyzing data Don't make assumptions hastily Because what you call the final straw I call an anomaly Let's stay up all night They say that sleeping is just a tax on life So pull up a chair and let down your hair And let's talk until we forget how to fight Let's drop a couple outliers To see if you're still so sure Writing a conclusion Still feels a little premature And some of your words hurt me But a lot of them were true And most of them weren't half as bad As the things that I said to you Let's stay up all night They say that sleeping is just a tax on life So pull up a chair and let down your hair And let's talk until we forget how to fight Tell me that it's over Tell me that we're through But please don't tell me that you've stopped believing That you're the one for me and I'm the one for you Let's stay up all night They say that sleeping is just a tax on life So pull up a chair and let down your hair And let's talk until we forget how to fight