Figures

(Cole, you're stupid) Everywhere she steps, they seem to get her in a role Overloadin' every little gesture Just as she centers herself and finds some thin control Figures out the rest is just a swept (oh-oh) And through the toss and tend of awe Make her feel on edge Nothing's like the feelin' of a roar There's a tenderness An honest helplessness To tend to those who never felt before We're not figures, guess it figures We're all in it now No one's figured all these figures Thought we'd have figured it out Some hints they don't settle long They want an admit of guilt If that means that, oh, that we've got it wrong The hover can't hug no filter Built of a price we pay Rich of this love, yet, still I'm drained Through the toss and tend of awe Make her feel on edge Nothing's like the feelin' of a roar And there's a tenderness An honest helplessness To tend to those who never felt before We're not figures, guess it figures We're all in it now No one's figured all these figures Thought we'd have figured it out Oh-oh, oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh