I talk to my walls about you
Pretty sure they're tired of hearin' it
I talk to my walls about you
Now all four know your name
I talk to my walls about you
And I think they agree the room doesn't feel the same
And there's only you to blame
I talk to my friends about you
Pretty sure they're tired of hearin' it
I say "I met a guy, and he treats me real nice"
Which is good for a change
I talk to my friends about you
And I think they agree my exes weren't always great
And I don't really buy into fate
But you tell me I'm pretty
And you don't ask for too much
'Cause you know and I know
That promises sometimes can hurt
When it's barely begun
And I don't want this to fall through
Collapsing is what I'm used to
But we're all in agreement
This is something I should hold onto
I talk to my mom about you
She thinks you sound wonderful
I talk to my mom about you
And I tell her you are
I talk to my mom about you
And I think we agree I found what I was looking for
And now I know for sure
'Cause you tell me I'm pretty
And you don't ask for too much
'Cause you know and I know
That promises sometimes can hurt
When it's barely begun
And I don't want this to fall through
Collapsing is what I'm used to
But we're all in agreement
This is something I should hold onto
