I feel kept and secret, but the novelty is fleeting.
It felt so unexpected, but I know where I belong.


She always comes when the sun runs past the furthest street I know.
And she might say, that "I really like who you're turning out to be."
And I could go red with you just in the room.
And I'm imperfect, and you should be heading home soon.

The next time that I see you, we'll be at the party.
The spare bed is the coat rack, and your eyes'll say please hold back.

I feel so stuck between falling for you and being alone.
The way I've always been.
I can't use the phone. Please get here quick and get me off the floor, oh.

And I could go red with you just in the room.
And I'm imperfect, and you should be heading home soon.

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