Last night I woke up
And wrote down your name
Seven times on my notebook (seven times on my notebook)
And my father said it's
So hard to explain
But you know when you know it (but you know when you know it)

I'm sick to my stomach
I'm barely eatin'
Head over heels
Now I'm barely sleepin'
How did this happen?
I can't believe how
Hard I fell

You make me wanna write love songs
Like candy hearts and shooting stars
And, oh my God

You make this feel like a rom com
Like pink balloons and roses too
And on and on

And it's hard enough
That I feel it
Oh, why does it have to be real?

You make me wanna write love songs
And I really hate love songs

This morning I woke up
And thought I had died
Yeah, I started to panic (yeah, I started to panic)
And my mother said it's
Just the butterflies
I'm a hopeless romantic (I'm a hopeless romantic)

I'm sick to my stomach
I'm barely eatin'
Head over heels
Now I'm barely sleepin'
How did I get here?
I didn't see how
Hard I fell

You make me wanna write love songs
Like candy hearts and shooting stars
And, oh my God

You make this feel like a rom com
Like pink balloons and roses too
And on and on

And it's hard enough
That I feel it
Oh, why does it have to be real?

You make me wanna write love songs
And I really hate love songs