What Do You Call It?

Somewhere there's a school desk with her name etched in the top Top corner of it Always said we were friends but my feelings were just A little more honest The minute I admitted I wanted it Was the minute I admitted I was different But when you're confidently complicated So broken you're unbreakable Over-underestimating Anything that could've been more Optimistically jaded A heart of glass in walls of stone When you think you feel it but you don't really know What do you call it? Can't help overthinking Every, "What if, is it a phase? Will I get over it?" Like, "What if things change, what if I'm fake? What if it's all just for the hell of it?" But I'm in it, I admit it, I wanted this, ayy I'm in it, I admit it, I'm different (Oh, I'm different) But when you're confidently complicated So broken you're unbreakable Over-underestimating Anything that could've been more Optimistically jaded A heart of glass in walls of stone When you think you feel it but you don't really know What do you call it? Maybe I'm scared to call it anything you call it So I'm just calling to say, "Hey!" I'm sorry that it's taken me so long Don't wanna say it wrong But if I'm being honest I think I'm confidently complicated So broken I'm unbreakable I've over-underestimated Anything that could've been more Optimistically jaded A heart of glass in walls of stone I think I feel it but I don't really know (Oh, I wanna know) I wanna feel this but I don't really know (Now I'm in it, I admit it, I'm different) I'm gonna feel this, I'm ready to let go So I'm gonna call it What I wanna call it