We’ve known each other a month
You’re already writing me songs
Presenting me like I’m your wife
Get it together, come on
It’s overwhelming all these messages you write
I’m not the flower kind of type
If you love me a little bit less
I’d want you a little bit more
You’re fucking it up
By being obsessed
It’s making me a little bit bored
love me a little bit less
I’d want you a little bit more
You’re fucking it up
By being obsessed
It’s making me a little bit bored
Making me a little bit bored
Making me a little bit
Making me a little bit bored
Making me a little bit
You wanted me to meet your mom
Even she knew something’s wrong
Maybe it’s better to slow down, slow down,
slow down
I know you only want the best for both of us, yup
But I think this is way too much
If you love me a little bit less
I’d want you a little bit more
You’re fucking it up
By being obsessed
It’s making me a little bit bored
love me a little bit less
I’d want you a little bit more
You’re fucking it up
By being obsessed
It’s making me a little bit bored
Making me a little bit bored
Making me a little bit
Making me a little bit bored
Making me a little bit
If you love me a little bit less
I’d want you a little bit more
You’re fucking it up
By being obsessed
It’s making me a little bit bored
love me a little bit less
I’d want you a little bit more
You’re fucking it up
By being obsessed
It’s making me a little bit bored
Making me a little bit bored
Making me a little bit
Making me a little bit bored
Making me a little bit
