Imsochillandcool

There's a hundred girls who could take my place
They got big brown eyes on a model face
Yeah, it's making me crazy 'cause we never dated
I know I'm a baby, but God, it's a nightmare

And she's probably incredible
So cute, so smart, digestible, ooh
And how I wish I'd move on quick
But my mind keeps on running back to you, ooh

God forbid I fall in love with someone
And they plead the fifth, he's so indecisive, but
If I'm not what he wants, I'll just die here because
I hate thinking, "What if?"
He thinks he lucked out with her tongue in his mouth
While I'm still not over it

I'm sure she's fine, but I'm so chill and cool
If you ignore these lines, and I don't even care at all
But I know that you're out getting drunk at her house
And you're naming your kids
While I'm biding my time and denying the signs
I swear that I'm so over it

Did I speak too soon? Yeah, she's probably nice
Bet you took her out and she stayed the night
My fragility sucks, I could spill out my guts just to get your attention
Looking back, you'll call me "romantic"

And she's probably incredible
So cute, so smart, digestible, ooh (ooh)
And how I wish I'd move on quick
But my mind keeps on running back to you, ooh

God forbid I fall in love with someone
And they plead the fifth, he's so indecisive, but
If I'm not what he wants, I'll just die here because
I hate thinking, "What if?"
He thinks he lucked out with her tongue in his mouth
While I'm still not over it

I'm sure she's fine, but I'm so chill and cool
If you ignore these lines, and I don't even care at all
But I know that you're out getting drunk at her house
And you're naming your kids
While I'm biding my time and denying the signs
I swear that I'm so over it

Didn't wanna say it, but I think she's kinda lame
Call me mean, I'm not a saint, I'm just so pretty and blasé
You look perfect side by side, I'm getting cuter all the time
Yeah, she's everything you like, I'm so cool and chill and fine

I'm sure she's fine, but I'm so chill and cool
If you ignore these lines, and I don't even care at all
But I know that you're out getting drunk at her house
And you're naming your kids
While I'm biding my time and denying the signs
I swear that I'm so over it

Didn't wanna say it, but I think she's kinda lame
Call me mean, I'm not a saint, I'm just so pretty and blasé
You look perfect side by side, I'm getting cuter all the time
Yeah, she's everything you like, I'm so cool and chill and fine