Love bombing, clothes dropping
If you leave your girlfriend, does that mean we'll keep talking?
Love bombing, no stopping
If you leave your girlfriend, does that make this mean something?
And it's the real thing, I hope it's the real thing
'Cause I've never felt the real thing but I do tonight
Mhm-mhm, making dinner
Uh-uh, you buy me flowers
Can you skip work in the morning?
And I'm late to everything now
For just a couple minutes staying in your house
'Cause, is this the real thing?
Tell me, is this the real thing?
Is this the real thing or am I tripping over feelings?
Looking across the finish line, at the borderline
And you're almost mine
I can feel the time go slipping by
Scared you're leaving already
Half out the door even though you just met me
I didn't know I could feel this at 20-something
So, is this the real thing?
Tell me, is this the real thing?
Love bombing, eavesdropping
I won't read your texts if you promise we can keep talking
And all I wanted was for someone to walk in
And you walked in
I, I don't wanna get my hopes up
We, we can blow the smoke out
I, I don't wanna get my hopes up
We, we can blow the smoke out
Love bombing, clothes dropping
We can go the distance if you keep my heart stopping
Love bombing, can we keep talking?
Can we keep talking?
Can we keep talking?