Could it be we be buying dreams

To disguise what we don't have?

Could it be we worship things that ultimately can't last?

Could it be we sabotage love 'cause it hurt us in the past?

Could it be we can't clearly see

what to subtract and what to add?

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, and see what you get

Could it be we flee responsibility

All 'cause Mom and Dad made us sad?

Here me now

Could it be we give up on justice

'Cause the programmin' so dynamic?

Somebody?

Could it be we're suffering

In low esteem and no standards?

Could it be, could it be, could it be, could it be

That our ugliness

Our ugliness is our favorite bad habit?

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

You do it

You do the math, see what you get

See what you get, see what you get

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

Subtract the fake from the real

See how you feel

Multiply kindness and harmony

See how you breathe

If it makes things

Better for you, baby

You do the math

That's all I ask

You do the math

You do the math