Inoperativemotorskill

I miss those nights
With you in my bed
Contemplating life while we're drinkin in bed
Talkin shit
And fallin in love
I guess that's how true love is

Hold on wait a minute
I'm tryna figure this out
But it keeps slippin away
I have this thing to tell you
I think you'll like how it sounds
Im in love with your taste
I mean in love with your face
Im not tryna be weird
I cant control what i say
Cause im not feelin okay
Im losin control of my motor skills
Im chasin the high more than chasin the thrill
I probably should slow down
Take a seat baby