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?