Written by Ina Forsman
You`re calling me pissed off again
Let me guess
I didn`t do the dishes
did I leave a mess
I always sleep too long
There`s always something wrong
Just who I am as a person
Alway living by my foolish songs
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Tryna love you like you wanna be loved
Tryna hear you like you want to be heard
You always bring it up when I thought
I was treating you good
Once again I got your feelings hurt
You ask me to show my fire
Then get upset once you get burnt
Burnt
Oh I think love is nasty
you should know by now
you got a daughter and your babymama`s
Always fussin` out
I think love is nasty
But I`d still like to figure
Figure it out
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I`d still like to figure it out
I never water the flowers
Bills don`t get paid
I`m always running late
You say there`s a hidden message
Behind everything I do
Let the blaming game begin
As the flower drops its last dried up leaf
Leaf
I still think that love is magic
You should know by now
Every time your daughter`s here
She brings the light into this house
I think love is magic
would you still like to figure
Figure me out
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Figure me out
My love is deeper than the ocean
Why my mouth is getting dry
Of all the wrong I did to you
When I thought I was doing just fine
My love is deeper than the ocean
So why there`s tears in your eyes
Cos real love is hurting
Hits you hard sometimes
It`s not meant to be easy
No that`s not what it`s about
You should know
That real love is hurting
Hits you hard sometimes
But for you and only you
I`d still like to figure
Figure it out
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Figure it out
I`d still like to figure it
Figure it
Figure it out