Song.
Picking at the pedals
Of the flower in my hand
I love you
I love you not
I love you
I love you not
I’m doing it backwards, I know
But darling, I already know
How much you love love love me
I don’t need to worry ’bout that
Baby you’re head over heels for me
Baby you’re doing flips for me
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Darling I’m not acting like a bitch
I swear
I just really don’t know how I feel
Baby take a step back
Gimme a chance to breathe
You’re fallin’ fallin’ fallin’
And I’m here —
Standing. Watching
Wondering if I should make the leap
Wondering if I love you back
So I’m picking at the pedals
Of the flower in my hand
I love you
I love you not
I love you
I love you not
I’m doing it backwards, I know
But darling I already know
How much you love love love me
I don’t need to worry about that
But how much do I love love love you
Do I even love you at all?
Baby I don’t have a clue
So step back
Give me some space
Give me some breathing room
Do I love you
Or not
I haven’t got a clue
But I better hurry up
And figure it out
Because I’m running out of pedals
Running out of time
Do I love you?
Maybe yes
Maybe no
I don’t know!
But I know you love me
And maybe that’s all I need to know..
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