Figure It Out (a Song Between Siblings)

I'm sorry that I cry a lot

I know I'm so pathetic

But I would rather risk the pain

Than wish I'd never felt it

I'm sorry that I cry a lot

It's not something I'm proud of

But I would rather cry a lot

Than live my life without ya

So we'll say

The problem's gone, but it is not, and that's okay

We can take it day by day

I'm sorry that I cry a lot

Oh, what is wrong with me?

But I promise I will figure it out

I'll figure it out, I'll figure it out, I'll figure it out

I'm sorry for the things I said

I really didn't mean them

In my eyes, it was all good vibes

I wish you could have seen them

I hate to make you insecure

I swear, I'm so proud of you

And I've never sung these words before

But you deserve, I love you

And we'll say

The problem's gone, but it is not, and that's okay

We'll save it for another day

I'm sorry for the things I said

Oh, what is wrong with me?

But I promise I will figure it out

Figure it out, we'll figure out

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

Yeah-yeah

Figure it out, we'll figure out

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

Yeah-yeah

We'll figure it out, we'll figure out

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

Figure it out, we'll figure it out (we gotta, we gotta, we gotta)

Yeah-yeah

We'll figure it out, we'll figure out (we're gonna figure it out)

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

Figure it out, we'll figure it out (na, na, na, na, na)

(Na na na)

Figure it out, we'll figure out

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

Yeah-yeah

Figure it out, we'll figure out

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out

(Don't lose sight, baby, don't lose sight)

I got a hotel TV

Ain't nobody here to watch it with me

Na-na na-na na-na na-na

Na-na na-na na-na na-na

And I say I'll see you soon

You're kinda lookin' like a stranger (you know you're beautiful)

Oh, oh, oh, oh

At twenty-three, you'll say goodbye

Can we talk, can we talk?

So much talk about the weather (you know you're beautiful)

And I'm gettin' sick and tired of these

Don't lose sight, baby, don't lose sight