Numbers (Explicit) - Melanie Martinez

Lyrics by：Melanie Martinez/Michael Keenan

Count up your portion count up your checks

Feeding your fam while you're comin' at my neck

When you gonna freeze with the cruel dramatics

I'm not inspired by your foolish practice

Butter your bulls**t set up your fence

I'm just the chicken givin' you the egg

Soon you're gonna see that your breath was wasted

Don't speak too soon on your doubts you're making

A big deal out of a little thing

Why should I try to conform to formulated pasts

When clearly all my instincts led to something more magical

Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal

You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow

Oh I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke

Until I prove you wrong like I've done time and time before

And all your idle teachings and your criticism lack

The potential to penetrate my solid golden path

To decide what my future is I'm my own clairvoyant

There's no controlling me imagination on ascend

Take me to Venus let me explode

I'm ready to pop like a volcano

Jump over me like you're playing hot lava

Emotions on one hundred thousand who's gonna

Shake me like soda creme but of course

Use all your words to distract from the source

Of where all the growth on the paper happens

Leave me alone to my own concoction

Prickin' all my fingertips to carve out many roads

Pushin' out the petals from the bud of what I know

Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal

You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow

Oh I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke

Until I prove you wrong like I've done time and time before

And all my intuition says is expansion comes first

But not just by material I'm talkin' 'bout in here

My heart space and my cranium must be loved too my dear

Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel

They replaced their search for knowledge

With the reach of many material gains

They lack the tenderness of the sensitive

Empathetic bodies cryin' from the pain

It's too late to grow their frame of mind

It seems that it's already made

No use in arguin' with someone who doesn't

Wanna prioritize birthing of creation

Am I just a number

Am I just a number

Am I just a number

Am I just a number

Am I just a number

'Cause it seems like that's your goal

You push us past our limits just to watch our numbers grow

Oh I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke

Until I prove you wrong which I've done time and time before

And all my intuition says is expansion comes first

But not just by material I'm talkin' 'bout in here

My heart space and my cranium must be loved too my dear

Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel