Andy Grammer - Numbers lyrics

Add the ba** y'all Add the trumpet y'all Dooo ooohhh Well I'm a five on a good day, Six I got plenty of things I need to fix A bigger chest and dimples in my face With those I could be pushin' seven or eight Guitar in hand add a point to my score No car slide me down to a four Six feet with a pair of blue eyes Brings me back up to a five Greater than less than equal to We're making this way to mathematical The value of personality seems to be dead All walkin' around with numbered halo's on our heads, well Threes want fours and fours want fives Eights think nines have much better lives And it's a reasonable question to ask I guess it's all how ya doing the math And I can sit and I can lie to you And say this somethin' that I don't do But I'm another number crunchin' fool, Who's calculators' way overused Greater than less than equal to You're making this way to mathematical The value of personality seems to be dead All walkin' around with numbered halo's on our heads And I'm thinking Just one time I wish I could have a nine She'd be hot and she'd be mine just one time But for every nine there's a two Starting back at you, Wishing you would do what you wanted the nine to Heeey heeeeyyy Noooo noooo 90% of the mental judicial system is based solely on superficial intuition To me that seems a bit strange Only talk to people who we think we might be kissin' That's a lot of ideas to be dismissing We leave it to humans to choose the criteria we can't change It doesn't make sense, no doesn't make sense, doesn't make sense For the numbers to be where we are concentrating In my minor sense I condense in my minor sense Asymetrical interactions Simply evaporating I'm a five on a good day six Got plenty of things need to fix I need a formula or some sort of plan to try to focus on the soda not the can Doo Oooohhhh