You say I can't write a simple song
I'm not saying you're wrong
But I don't think you care
It's just a metaphor
For other things I can't do simply
Like I won't ever tell you yes or no
Will I stay or go?
Help me cut this cleverness
And say just what I mean
This is what they call coming clean
Ooh
Occam's Razor
Ooh
Slit my wrists, but make it quick
Keep it simple, stupid
'Cause simple doesn't mean it's a clich탩
If you were to say
"I love you and I'll love you for forever time untold"
Well, that one never gets too old
But life is not as simple as a song
It goes on too long
And every time I cross a bridge
The chorus seems to change
At least this one stays the same
Ooh
Occam's Razor
Ooh
Slit my wrists, but make it quick
Keep it simple, stupid
You say I can't write a simple song