Figure It Out

When we speak my speech is laced with frustration
I feel like we're having two different conversations
I say I wanna be with you until the end
And you say I would make a really nice friend
Well, I ain't trying to be rude, so don't slam the door
I got a phone full of friends, I don't need one more
It's like I got a spike in my throat, woman you're hurting me
I'm feeling like a sucker airing out my insecurity
And I don't think you know I feel this way
Because I'd rather stay silent than reveal the pain
But I knew I wanted you from my very first glimpse
Damn, I wish I wasn't such a wimp
Cuz then I would open up my chest, lay my heart up on the table
And let you see the way I feel for you is not a fable
I could touch a thousand lovers, your embrace would still haunt me
I'm playing cheap tricks cuz I want you to want me

Five people wrapped up in one person
Or maybe one person strewn about five people
I haven't figured it out yet
No, I haven't figured it out yet
The woman I love is five people wrapped up in one person
Or maybe one person spread amongst five people
I haven't figured it out yet
Well, I better figure it out quick

Apollonia moves like she's the cock of the walk
You better say your piece fast, she's not stopping to talk
She wants to be real so bad that she can taste it
But she does is surround herself with fakeness
The one that I touch that I'll never forget
But now she acts like we never met
On some next morning bump, you're madness
She continues to contribute to my sadness
She's the breaker of dreams, the maker of derivative scenes
A real winner if you know what I mean
A load of women at my shows, I'm ignoring them all
I keep my eyes on your vise, you're the belle of the ball
You know that you are, so you pay me no mind
But keep on digging for a treasure that you never will find
In the end you're going to wind up a lump of coal
While you ignore the diamond that was bearing its soul

Five people wrapped up in one person
Or maybe one person strewn about five people
I haven't figured it out yet
No, I haven't figured it out yet
The woman of my life is five people wrapped up in one person
Or maybe one person spread amongst five people
She hasn't figured it out yet
She better figure it out quick

This woman got a lot of problems, she's also got solutions
A little bit of soul, and a lot of revolution
A dark eyed gaze that'll stop your heart
And a smile so eletric it'll make it start
She plays her cards close to the chest, she's not showing
She's a poet and she doesn't even know it
Pushing all my buttons cuz she knows what moves me
And ain't afraid of nothing cuz she knows she's groovy
Talking that hip hop punk rock jargon
And moving around like she's some sort of artist
I wanna step to her but I don't know how start it
I'm practicing my excuse me's and beg your pardon's
I look into her eyes I'm feeling so invited
She wants me to grab the wheel but I don't even got my license

And quite frankly I'm a little intimidated
To drive this fine piece of machinery
I might fuck around and crash into a tree
Cause a ten car pile up or some shit

Five people, one person
One person, five people
Figure it out
Figure it out
Five people, one person
One person, five people
Figure it out
Figure it out