Figures

(Cole, you're stupid)
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 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