I can't play instruments very well
And I'll eat all of your cereal.
But I'll never be a smoker
Cause the second cigarette
Makes me feel like shit.
What if I came to your apartment
Had a chat with your girlfriend?
I bet she'd make me coffee
Before I told her about you and me.
Being home never felt so bad.
Why is everyone here so mad?
Only here under obligation,
It's hard to pretend this is a vacation.
I like getting coffee by myself
But I still know I like yours.
And going home is scary
But at least my van has stupid car doors.
And we're so good at being alone
But we're always together.
And if I told you I loved you
I don't who it would scare away faster.
And if I told you I loved you
I don't know who it would scare away faster.
And if I told you I loved you
I don't know who it would scare away faster.
And if I told you I loved you
I don't know who it would scare away faster.
And if I told you I loved you
I don't know who it would scare away faster.
Writer(s): Alex Luciano, Noah Bowman
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