The Bomb

Am I the sun, the moon and your stars?
Call me the muse that you need for your art
You're not possessive, do you like me enough?
A sick obsession if you're calling it love

Where's the bomb?
Where's the bomb?
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me love me not?
Where's the bomb?
Where's the bomb?
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me love me not?

My therapist likes you, but what does she know?
She's probably married to another John Doe
We seem so healthy, so I don't feel well
I want the kind of love that takes me to hell

Where's the bomb? (Throw your hands up, let it go boom)
Where's the bomb? (Let's do the dance where we let it go boom)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me love me not?

Where's the bomb? (Throw your hands up, let it go boom)
Where's the bomb? (Let's do the dance where we let it go boom)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me love me not?

I want some roses on the bed
I want a puppy at the door
I want a text you've never sent
I want you begging on the floor
I want love letters, analogue
I want the UHAUL with your stuff
I want you crying to your mom
You can't believe you're so in love

Where's the bomb? (Throw your hands up, let it go boom)
Where's the bomb? (Let's do the dance where we let it go boom)
Where's the bomb?
Where's the bomb?