You can't take your eyes off me
Or look into mine
Standing by the stairs
Would you have hugged me
If I hadn't come down?
You're whispering from a distance
Lowkey letting me know that you are listening
So 'cause you're not all up in my face
Do you picture it in your head?
Are you shy or something?
I can't tell
If you're wild about me
Please do tell
'Cause I hate that this is
Either the most obvious connection
Or the most ridiculous imagination
And I can't tell, what the actual hell
(Is going on?)
So I pulled a dad joke
You turned away and lost your shit
And I'm not even funny (no)
You must have pretty low standards
So I thought a fraction of a millisecond of your neck
And now I know exactly what I want for breakfast
It ain't cereal, no (hmm)
I'm serious
Am I shy or something?
I can't tell
'Cause I think I'm wild about ya
Can you tell?
And I hate that this is
Either the most obvious connection
Or the most ridiculous imagination
And I can't tell, what the actual hell
(Is going on?)
Now you're using my window as a mirror
Well aware that for me it's just a window
So when you're busy distrusting your face
Do you picture me diving in?
Guess we're shy or something
It suits us well (so well)
We're going wild about things
Inside of our shells
And I hate that this is
Either the most obvious connection
Or the most ridiculous imagination
And I can't tell, what the actual hell
(Is going on?)
What the actual-
Hell
Oh, I mean, come on
What the actual-
Hell
(Is going on?)