Ah, ah, ah
I think I'm touch deprived so I would like somebody's hand in mine
I think you're kinda like a masochist who wants love on the side
And if you put those two together
It's not perfect but it's fine
It is what it is
Your reputation it precedes you and it follows like a ghost
So I take the situation as it is and try to make the most of all your downfalls
I'll allow for some things you say I find gross
It still is what it is
Remind me that it's not the real thing
Looking for layers in the meaning
And if you're here why am I grieving it?
I think that I love you a little more than we agreed
I think my logic dissipates when you're stood next to me
I think it's kinda like a drug
Should probably stop for my own good
But I know I wouldn't if I could, no
Whatever malady's affecting your capacity to stay
I'm praying for your full recovery that you won't make me wait
To wonder if it's real at all or just transactional and fake
It is what it is
I'll fold my body, I'll fit to the gaps
I'll clear my schedule to come when you ask
And we swore it's casual
So why do I feel this bad
Remind me we are not the real thing
There's nothing hidden in the meaning
And when you're here yeah I'm still grieving it
I think that I love you a little more than we agreed
I think my logic dissipates when you're stood next to me
I think it's kinda like a drug
Should probably stop for my own good
But I know I wouldn't if I could
I think you're everything I want and you're aware of that
So now you give me love in pieces just to take it back
Love you hard
But hate you more
But now I'm deeper than before
And I don't think you care at all
I don't think you care at all
I don't think you care at all
Look now no hands
'Cause I don't believe this'll last
Free from the hold that you've had
And I don't think you care at all
Look now hold tight
'Cause I know I'll sleep through the night
I don't believe that you liked me at all
