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I've been screaming three words in my head Say it under my breath instead 'Cause I don't wanna come on too- Hot and heavy You put on your jeans and I keep reinventing Ways to be around the bush Not obsessing, 'least that's what I tell myself Fuck, but I'm pretending Mm, I try to make colossal feelings look casual Clinging on to my last bit of self-control I've been screaming three words in my head Say it under my breath instead 'Cause I don't wanna come on too- What if it slips off my lips Then everything goes to , can't fix it I don't wanna come on too strong But I'm bound to spill my feelings on the dinner table Or in between the drink at the party And I probably could've said it right before you left But I intentionally forget to mention that I love you I'm a cynic Maybe something in the water makes me pessimistic