imsochillandcool

There's a hundred girls who could take my place They got big brown eyes on a model face Yeah, it's making me crazy 'cause we never dated I know I'm a baby, but God, it's a nightmare And she's probably incredible So cute, so smart, digestible, ooh And how I wish I'd move on quick But my mind keeps on running back to you, ooh God forbid I fall in love with someone And they plead the fifth, he's so indecisive, but If I'm not what he wants, I'll just die here because I hate thinking, "What if?" He thinks he lucked out with her tongue in his mouth While I'm still not over it I'm sure she's fine, but I'm so chill and cool If you ignore these lines, and I don't even care at all But I know that you're out getting drunk at her house And you're naming your kids While I'm biding my time and denying the signs I swear that I'm so over it Did I speak too soon? Yeah, she's probably nice Bet you took her out and she stayed the night My fragility sucks, I could spill out my guts just to get your attention Looking back, you'll call me "romantic" And she's probably incredible So cute, so smart, digestible, ooh (ooh) And how I wish I'd move on quick But my mind keeps on running back to you, ooh God forbid I fall in love with someone And they plead the fifth, he's so indecisive, but If I'm not what he wants, I'll just die here because I hate thinking, "What if?" He thinks he lucked out with her tongue in his mouth While I'm still not over it I'm sure she's fine, but I'm so chill and cool If you ignore these lines, and I don't even care at all But I know that you're out getting drunk at her house And you're naming your kids While I'm biding my time and denying the signs I swear that I'm so over it Didn't wanna say it, but I think she's kinda lame Call me mean, I'm not a saint, I'm just so pretty and blasé You look perfect side by side, I'm getting cuter all the time Yeah, she's everything you like, I'm so cool and chill and fine I'm sure she's fine, but I'm so chill and cool If you ignore these lines, and I don't even care at all But I know that you're out getting drunk at her house And you're naming your kids While I'm biding my time and denying the signs I swear that I'm so over it Didn't wanna say it, but I think she's kinda lame Call me mean, I'm not a saint, I'm just so pretty and blasé You look perfect side by side, I'm getting cuter all the time Yeah, she's everything you like, I'm so cool and chill and fine