All the Things You'd Ruin
Picture perfect and that makes me nervous
But I try to keep it under the surface
But you know what it means when I twirl my hair
The words I speak with only a stare
Oh, no, I showed you my favourite song
Now I can't listen if you're gone
And you keep asking to meet my mom
But you'll ruin it all if things go wrong
Like takeout, making out, karaoke, my couch
Night shifts, Taylor Swift, every single first kiss
All the streets in Brooklyn, so many things I'd be losing
All the things you'd ruin
I hear the whispers and my mind gets louder
But in all my pictures, I'm looking at you
And you keep asking to meet my dad
But it'd break his heart if things went bad
Was that little voice right all along?
Yeah, you'll ruin it all if things go wrong
Like takeout, making out, karaoke, my couch
Night shifts, Taylor Swift, every single first kiss
All the streets in Brooklyn, so many things I'd be losing
Every weekend, my bed, couldn't speak to your friends
Playing pool in dive bars, Washington square park
Dancing in the kitchen, so many things I'd be losing
All the things you'd ruin
And you've got just as much to lose
'Cause I'd ruin it for you, too
Like takeout, making out, karaoke, my couch
Night shifts, Taylor Swift, every single first kiss
All the streets in Brooklyn, so many things you'd be losing
Every weekend, my bed, couldn't speak to your friends
Playing pool in dive bars, Washington square park
Dancing in the kitchen, so many things I'd be losing
All the things you'd ruin
But I try to keep it under the surface
But you know what it means when I twirl my hair
The words I speak with only a stare
Oh, no, I showed you my favourite song
Now I can't listen if you're gone
And you keep asking to meet my mom
But you'll ruin it all if things go wrong
Like takeout, making out, karaoke, my couch
Night shifts, Taylor Swift, every single first kiss
All the streets in Brooklyn, so many things I'd be losing
All the things you'd ruin
I hear the whispers and my mind gets louder
But in all my pictures, I'm looking at you
And you keep asking to meet my dad
But it'd break his heart if things went bad
Was that little voice right all along?
Yeah, you'll ruin it all if things go wrong
Like takeout, making out, karaoke, my couch
Night shifts, Taylor Swift, every single first kiss
All the streets in Brooklyn, so many things I'd be losing
Every weekend, my bed, couldn't speak to your friends
Playing pool in dive bars, Washington square park
Dancing in the kitchen, so many things I'd be losing
All the things you'd ruin
And you've got just as much to lose
'Cause I'd ruin it for you, too
Like takeout, making out, karaoke, my couch
Night shifts, Taylor Swift, every single first kiss
All the streets in Brooklyn, so many things you'd be losing
Every weekend, my bed, couldn't speak to your friends
Playing pool in dive bars, Washington square park
Dancing in the kitchen, so many things I'd be losing
All the things you'd ruin
Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Ellen Nagourney, Meg Smith, Jesse Daniel Blumenfeld, Jessica Schwartz
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