Five, six, seven, eight

They always wanna make out in the backseat
1975 CD, on repeat
And how I ended up here again, I don't know
They still live with their parents, so we can't go there
I'm always undecided, do I really care?

That moment when they lean in, oh God, he

Don't really care that I'm at an airport
Every dinner tastes like cardboard
Every song has all of the same chords
All of my clothes don't fit in the same way
Every step forward feels like a mistake
I still pretend I know what he would say
But I don't
Never will
An

I'm not in love
But I don't hate you
My feelings fall right down the middle
Is that an issue?
All the time that we had spent
That's just a happy accident
I'm not in love
But I do like you

But, baby, I'm not getting butterflies
When I look into your ocean eye

When I cook, you do the dishes
And when I'm working late, you record the game so I don't miss it
And we're good at taking on each other issues
But we′re bleeding through the bandage and we're crying through the tissues
And it's kinda romantic
How overdramatic
We are
A

We'd be on the money if we did
I don't wanna know what you're listenin' to
I don't wanna know that you bought some new shoes
I'll pretend I don't care that you're going on holiday
I just wanna be over you

I don't want your name in my therapist's mouth
Don't wanna see fr

My therapist told me that I, I think too much
And I'm still thinking about that
And then she said, said that I'm good
At taking a step
One step forward
And then two steps back
And I lie there half awake, stare at ceiling
While she explains it to me
Gives me her re

Is it a slut phase?
Or is it a band-aid?
Do I like this outfit?
Is it for the male gaze?
Wait, what am I doing?
It's 3 on a Wednesday
And I swear I hardly recognize myself
Is it a distraction?
Is it paranoia?
Should I say sorry to my new employer?
I miss t

Can’t lie, I'm quite unimpressed by all the boys that I’ve met
And I'm avoiding all the reasons
Used to leaves staying on trees, used to you staying with me
But Minnesota has seasons
And I’ve tried testing the waters, my intentions are pure
My friends call me superspreader

Hey
I know it's been nine months since we've spoken
It's not like I’ve been leaving the door open
But I'm sad here, hoping that you're awake
Hey
I know that it's 2am in London
Probably regret this in the morning
But I'm sending you this song anyways

There's a lo