Numbers

There's always a number that'll make you feel bad about yourself

You try to measure up, try to measure up to somebody else

Numbers are out to get you

Numbers are out to get you

Numbers, ooh ooh

They say that you're too short to join the team

And your I.Q.'s too low for poetry

Numbers are out to get you

Numbers are out to get you

Numbers, ooh ooh

I hear the sadness in your laughter

So call on me and tell me what you need

Just call on me and tell me what you need

Look at him, look at her

They got a million Likes

You better figure out how to multiply, divide

Numbers are out to get you

They'll kill you if they get through

Numbers, ooh ooh

I hear the sadness in your laughter

So call on me and tell me what you need

Just call on me and tell me what you need

I'm a one, I'm a zero

In the end, does it matter?

All that we even really know

Is that every nail needs a hammer

But the numbers won't compute when we love

And a two becomes one

(0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13)

I hear the sadness in your laughter

I hear the sadness in your laughter

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