got me fixed in my thought loops
i really tried hard, but it’s hard not to love you
you drug me with the lovely, i’m fumbling
now i’m stumbling over words, it’s humbling
in fact my tact is retracted
lemme be candid: you’re so attractive
you’re vexing, pulling mab shit in my inception
i’m stressing trying to express my affection
flexing when i’m sexing, not connecting
it’s depressing, but now i’m course correcting
i’m reflecting, you’re a blessing, if perplexing
decompressing, i always pray before texting
the next thing is professing you’re the best thing
i’m just venting everything i’ve been repressing
so interesting, stressing over texting
if confessing doesn’t work, well i really like the friend thing