I tell myself I like that
When you tie my hands behind my back
You're confident
I'll give you that
But if you love yourself you can fuck yourself
Cause I'd rather be alone
But you're fermented in my bones
Oh, the habits of my heart
I can't say no
It's ripping me apart
You get too close
You make it hard to let you go-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah
'Cause it's too co-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah-old
For you here and now
So let me ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah-old
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater