the idea of you

I don't know if I'm in love with you Or the idea of loving you It's unclear, I mean I used to feel so sure But I might just be immature I've been stuck on you for so long that It's hard to tell myself I may be wrong About the way that I feel for you For so long, I would squeal Over a single text from you, you, you 'Cause it's not love When you don't talk anymore And it's not love When I never meant something to you So why did I ever catch these stupid feelings? I knew when you told me I was cute That I was dreaming So now I'll try and tell myself My feelings have no meaning They have no meaning They have no meaning 'Cause it's not love When you don't talk anymore And it's not love When you make me feel like I'm a bore And it's not love When I was the only one who's waiting And it's not love When there was no chance of you saying "I love you too" "I love you too" And I don't know if I'm in love with you Or the idea of loving you It's unclear, I mean I used to feel so sure But I might just be immature I've been so stuck on you for so long That it's hard to tell myself I may be wrong