My love for you is like dividing by zero… It can’t be defined!
Are you a 45-degree angle, because you’re perfect.
I heard you like math, so what’s the sum of U+Me?
Are you good at math? Can you help me solve for x? X = your number.
I’m not being obtuse, you are acute girl.
Will you integrate with me? I will differentiate whoever comes in our way.
Yo baby, you want to see me solve a quadratic?
Girl, we must be a bipartite graph, because I just thought of an efficient algorithm for finding an optimal matching for the two of us.
Girl, if I am epsilon, will you be my delta?
Baby, you’re like a student and I am like a math book, you solve all my problems.
I can figure out the square root of any number in less than 10 seconds. What? You don’t believe me? Well, then, let’s try it with your phone number.
Are you the square root of -100? Because you’re a solid 10 but too good to be real!
Without you, I’m like a null set… Empty.
I sure hope you know set theory, ’cause I wanna intersect and union with you.
You are sweeter than 3.14.
I memorized the first 300 digits of pi. If you gave me the 7 digits of your phone number, I could memorize them too.
If four plus four equals eight, then me plus you equals fate.
You're embarrassed by my dense pickup lines? OK, I won't continuum. I'll be more discrete.
Why don’t we use some Fourier analysis on our relationship and reduce to a series of simple periodic functions?
As I only have two factors, I’m the prime candidate for you.
I=f(U), I can't function without you.
I hear you don’t like fractions. So will you let me be your other half?