You're jumping the turnstiles
And I'm feeling horrible, wearing your clothes
Gowanus and mezcal
It's your brother's birthday, the sky is dog rose

And I keep getting pangs when I look up, seeing you there
Doing dishes for your step mum

I hope it's not a big deal
You got me feeling hyperreal
And

I wanna belong to ya
Wanna belong to ya
Wanna belong to ya
I'm sorry if that scares you but I can't help it

I thought you could tell by
My awkward devotion to making you laugh
Your cat in my arms, dancing to Enya hard
Kicking out at your phone

And I'm watching you chew the side of your cheek
Nicorette patch peeking under your angel sleeve

I hope it's not a big deal
You got me feeling hyperreal
And I

Wanna belong to ya
Wanna belong to ya
Wanna belong to ya
I'm sorry if that scares you but I can't help it

Wanna belong to ya
Wanna belong to ya
I'm sorry if that scares you but I can't help it

I can't help it
I can't help it
I'm sorry if that scares you but I can't help it

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