CAN'T DO THIS

I'm lying sleepless in your arms again

Trapped in a headlock you call cuddling

Something I don't like

We watched a movie, your eyes on me

Eating ice cream, then you kissed me

Never saw the end

I wonder, are we happy now?

I can't do this

Hold you any tighter, letting myself down

I'm a go-getter, I get fed up

Don't come any closer, shut those puppy eyes

Rocking my new boots cruising down the street

Your hand is sweaty, kinda slippery

Boy, don't kill my vibe

I know you like me, it's not easy

That it suits me being lonely

It doesn't make me bad

I wonder, are you happy now?

I can't do this

Hold you any tighter, letting myself down

I'm a go-getter, I get fed up

Every time you make that face that tells me always to have patience

I hate these conversations

Small room, tight dress

(Hey, babe, it's me, um

I was just wondering on your way home if you could get some pizza

Some lip balm actually so you, you get home before me

Can't wait to see you)

Patience

I hate these conversations

You say it's like that in relations

And your sweaty hand on my lap

Huh, I'm through with that

I can't (I can't) do this

Hold you any tighter, letting myself down

I'm a go-getter (Go-getter), I get fed up

Every time you make that face that tells me always to have patience (Yeah)

I hate these conversations (I really do, baby)

Small room (Small room), tight dress