Feels Right
It's raining in Brooklyn and I don't know why
I keep seeing your face each time I close my eyes
And the drops on the window pane, I swear they're spellin' your name
I sound pathetic
Well, you can have your space if you let me have mine
I packed up my suitcase, I told you I'd be fine
Turns out I'm the opposite, I can't get you out of my mind
How do you know when it's right 'cause I thought that I might?
I believed for good reason, I wouldn't be singing
The same song, the same way, it's the same shit, a new day
I'm over this, how do you know when it feels right?
I keep collecting hearts like they're just souvenirs
The kind that you buy on spring break at the pier
They're just taking up space 'til they break or you give 'em away
Well, I hate souvenirs 'cause they're pointless
Don't think I can take any more of this
How do you know when it's right 'cause I thought that I might?
I believed for good reason, I wouldn't be singing
The same song, the same way, it's the same shit, a new day
I'm over this, how do you know when it feels right?
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I don't wanna be 45, spend my whole life
Believing in fate, just chasing a lie of what
Could've been, should've been what never happened to me
Is it just me?
How do you know when it's right 'cause I thought that I might?
I believed for good reason, I wouldn't be singing
The same song, the same way, it's the same shit, a new day
I'm over this, how do you know when it feels right?
(Ah) ah
Ah
I keep seeing your face each time I close my eyes
And the drops on the window pane, I swear they're spellin' your name
I sound pathetic
Well, you can have your space if you let me have mine
I packed up my suitcase, I told you I'd be fine
Turns out I'm the opposite, I can't get you out of my mind
How do you know when it's right 'cause I thought that I might?
I believed for good reason, I wouldn't be singing
The same song, the same way, it's the same shit, a new day
I'm over this, how do you know when it feels right?
I keep collecting hearts like they're just souvenirs
The kind that you buy on spring break at the pier
They're just taking up space 'til they break or you give 'em away
Well, I hate souvenirs 'cause they're pointless
Don't think I can take any more of this
How do you know when it's right 'cause I thought that I might?
I believed for good reason, I wouldn't be singing
The same song, the same way, it's the same shit, a new day
I'm over this, how do you know when it feels right?
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I don't wanna be 45, spend my whole life
Believing in fate, just chasing a lie of what
Could've been, should've been what never happened to me
Is it just me?
How do you know when it's right 'cause I thought that I might?
I believed for good reason, I wouldn't be singing
The same song, the same way, it's the same shit, a new day
I'm over this, how do you know when it feels right?
(Ah) ah
Ah
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Siegel, Abigail Orsborn, Jackeline Castro
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