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

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

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

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

Figure it out


I`d still like to figure it

Figure it

Figure it out