I can't make your party, I'm sorry, the truth is
Coming down with a cold or coming up with excuses
What if I'm early? What if no one else shows?
What if everyone that does wishes I would just go? I overthink things
I'm so aware of where my hands are whenever
I make a fashion mistake and wear a pocketless sweater
Hanging down is absurd, folded up is too stern
So in the hands of another is probably what I prefer
And I believe in broken hearts
In awkward love and seeing stars
Are we too old to still be passing notes?
Take me back to when to kiss you took courage
'Cause it was probably your first and then I had to deserve it
Now we kiss in the darkness, we kiss all our friends
'Cause maybe this one will feel like we're 16 again
I remember my first love and the day that I fell
It took me two years to tell her the way that I felt
Now I'm older and I'm more self assured
I'm just a little nostalgic for something a little more pure
And I believe in broken hearts
In awkward love and seeing stars
Are we too old to still be passing notes?
Check yes/no
Its not a contract you can sign
Lets go back to a simpler time
Not etched in trees or carved in stone
So check yes/no
And I believe in broken hearts
In awkward love and seeing stars
Are we too old to still be passing notes?
Check yes/no
