I could walk you home the long way tonight

I could write you a love song, only if you like

I've been talking 'bout you to God and she thinks you're nice

She's right

I haven't called my psychic in a fortnight

That's not like me, and I'm

Spiralling

Going over it too much

Getting existential

Picking petals

It could be or it could not

And what if it is?

What if it's not?

What if I ruin it?

What if you just stop?

What if you don't?

What if I just shut up?

What if I deserve it?

What if it's–

I could write you your own lullaby

I could build you a palace like Versailles

I've been talking 'bout you to God for the seventeenth time

She's getting tired

And she says it sounds like I've made up my mind

And that's not like me, and I'm

Spiralling

But I know what I want

Getting existential

Picking petals

It could be or it could not

And what if it is?

What if it's not?

What if I ruin it?

What if you just stop?

What if you don't?

What if I just shut up?

What if I deserve it?

What if it's–

What if you love me?

What if you love me not?

What if you love me?

What if you love me not?

What if you love me?

What if you love me not?

What if, what if, what if you love me not?

What if it is?

What if it's not?

What if I ruin it?

What if you stop?

What if you don't?

What if I just shut up?

Maybe I deserve it

What if it's love?