Figures, a Reprise
Figures
I'm the bad guy 'cause I can't learn to trust
Love figures
You say sorry once and you think it's enough
I got a lineup of girls and a lineup of guys
Begging for me just to give 'em a try
Figures
I'm willing to stay 'cause I'm sick for your love
I wish I could hurt you back
Love, what would you do if you couldn't get me back
You're the one who's gonna lose
Something so special, something so real
Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel?
If you couldn't get me back
That's what I wish that I could do to you, you, ooh, ooh
To you, you, ooh, ooh
Wish that I could help myself, give myself to someone else
Stuck to you, you turn me to a fool
Worried 'bout my mental health, all the pain that I've done felt
Knocked me right off my own pedestal
I got a cup full of whiskey, one hundred and fifty
Reasons to leave, I just pray that you'll miss me
Figures
I'm sick for your love, I just can't get enough
I wish I could hurt you back (wish I could hurt you back)
Love, what would you do if you couldn't get me back (if you couldn't get me back, yeah)
You're the one who's gonna lose
Something so special, something so real
Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel?
If you couldn't get me back (you couldn't get me back)
That's what I wish that I could do to you, you, ooh, ooh
To you, you, ooh, ooh
Yeah, figures
I'm the bad guy 'cause I can't learn to trust
Love figures
You say sorry once and you think it's enough
I got a lineup of girls and a lineup of guys
Begging for me just to give 'em a try
Figures
I'm willing to stay 'cause I'm sick for your love
I wish I could hurt you back
Love, what would you do if you couldn't get me back
You're the one who's gonna lose
Something so special, something so real
Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel?
If you couldn't get me back
That's what I wish that I could do to you, you, ooh, ooh
To you, you, ooh, ooh
Wish that I could help myself, give myself to someone else
Stuck to you, you turn me to a fool
Worried 'bout my mental health, all the pain that I've done felt
Knocked me right off my own pedestal
I got a cup full of whiskey, one hundred and fifty
Reasons to leave, I just pray that you'll miss me
Figures
I'm sick for your love, I just can't get enough
I wish I could hurt you back (wish I could hurt you back)
Love, what would you do if you couldn't get me back (if you couldn't get me back, yeah)
You're the one who's gonna lose
Something so special, something so real
Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel?
If you couldn't get me back (you couldn't get me back)
That's what I wish that I could do to you, you, ooh, ooh
To you, you, ooh, ooh
Yeah, figures
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Dc Evans, Matthew Raymond Burnett, Bjorn Mats Johan Djupstrom, Blake Anthony Carter, Tobias Krister Frelin, Jessie Reyez, Ashton Simmonds
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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