Peanuts (If This Isn't Love)

(Okay, okay, you ready? Okay, uhm, This is a song I wrote called"Peanuts" or"If This Isn't Love" and I wrote it for you and it's yours! So, and you'll be the first person to hear it, so welcome to the world premier, from my basement, a from yours truly. So yeah. Please enjoy) A song is like a kiss you can't force it But my head is swarming and I can't seem to write it But one things the same, it's the repeat of name It's impossible to capture these moments with your face You can't eat peanut butter, so you asked me that day if I'd happened to eat any peanuts today So I stopped eating peanut butter whenever I know I'm gonna see you, just in case When I text you"11:11 make a wish" you say"I already have everything I could wish for" Is that true? I could think of a thousands things I could wish for you, I do wish all the things for you I wish we could spend every day Is it selfish for me to say all of these things without asking what you think? So what do you think? Oh, If this isn't love not sure if I'll ever know the feeling Cause I wake up every morning and the first thing I check, is the text on my phone hoping you'll be the one to send it What rhymes with"Malcolm" I couldn't tell you So I looked it up, it was"Malcolm" and"Young" I guess I was supposed to write this song But all I know is"Malcolm" sounds like a sweet melody"Malcolm" is like the wind through the leaves Malcolm's eyes they're like the trees, the fresh soil in the roots under your feet Oh, If this isn't love not sure if I'll ever know the feeling Cause I wake up every morning and the first thing I check, is the text on my phone hoping you'll be the one to send it I get jealous of all your other things because I'm not your priority But that's a good thing you have your own life, I'm probably just over thinking things, right? That's my excuse for the twenty messages Oh, If this isn't love not sure if I'll ever know the feeling Cause I wake up every morning and the first thing I check, is the text on my phone hoping you'll be the one to send it You pecked me on the forehead my heart skipped a beat You tested the theory would my heart stop working if you went fast enough I think my heart stopped Oh, If this isn't love I know that I'll never know the feeling Cause my heart is in your hand and I'm past the point of no hurt feelings A song is like a kiss you can't force it But my head is swarming and I can't seem to write it (I love you)