How This Feels

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah I think a lot about myself To paintin' pictures true to mirrors that define me well But this is something I don't know as well 'Cause no one else has ever made me feel the way it felt When we were riding late night to your best friend's You were telling me 'bout how you feel 'bout connections To another person just as full of imperfections Someone like me I don't wanna lead us in the wrong direction Forcing to fake our feeling 'cause we both need affection End up co-depending 'cause we can't deal with depression The way we need So can we be real Darling, 'bout how this feels? About how this feels So can we be real Yeah, 'bout how this feels? About how this feels We both see the right things Feels too good to be liking Too busy rushing unlicensed To think of what we've been hiding I guess I spend a lot of time in my head with Thoughts 'bout when next time I'm gonna see you in my bed is Maybe we'd be better off if we could disconnect this So why don't we? So can we be real Darling, 'bout how this feels? About how this feels So can we be real Darling, 'bout how this feels? About how this feels So can we be real 'Bout how this feels? About how this feels Can we be real, 'bout how this feels? About how this feels