Why am I falling for you?
The man with the cold hands
And whiskey smile
We drink wine and watch movies
Fall asleep under the moon's dim light
I wake up in the morning
And you are holding me close
You cook me breakfast as we drink green tea
What are we going to do?
I'm scared and can't stop thinking
Believing every word you say
While you're still talking to your old love
But you look me in the eyes.

Drunk conversations
When the truth comes out
Our awkwardness and anxiety
Holding back tears
God I hate feeling alone
You tell me I'm pretty,
You like my eyes and teeth
That I am a rare find
I thought when we first kissed I'd never see you again
But here I am, at your house almost every night.