My friends tell me that I'm a bit much
Asking me why I always gotta be in love
But filtering my feelings
Only ever seems to be complicating things
I, I'm way too forward
But I don't want you in doses
No sign, no sign of slowing
I should hold back, but where's the fun in that?
I don't think I do too well
Well with moderation, well with moderation
I try to control myself
But I lack the patience, can't seem to slow the pacing
The way I self-sabotage, I got it down to an art
I should hold back, but where's the fun in that?
I don't think I do too well
Well with moderation, well with moderation
Too well, oh I
Too well, oh I
Too well, oh I
Too well, Well with Moderation
I don't think I do too well
Well with moderation, well with moderation
I try to control myself
But I lack the patience, can't seem to slow the pacing
The way I self-sabotage, I got it down to an art
I should hold back, but where's the fun in that?
I don't think I do too well
Well with moderation, well with moderation
Too well, oh I
Too well, oh I
Too well, oh I
Too well, Well with Moderation
I don't think I do too well
Well with moderation, well with moderation
I try to control myself
But I lack the patience, can't seem to slow the pacing
The way I self-sabotage, I got it down to an art
I should hold back, but where's the fun in that?
I don't think I do too well
Well with moderation, well with moderation