Bad at Being Casual
I'm bad at being casual
But you don't have to know it yet
'Cause your apartment floor's my revolving door
I walk through, then I'm back again
And everything about it feels good
You touch me like nobody else could
Then kiss me goodbye, shut the door behind me
Every time I barely survive
Oh, oh, oh
How do people do this?
Oh, oh, oh
Is there something I missed?
It's just sex, I know, until I don't (until I don't)
I'm so bad at being casual
But I try acting casual
When you say nine, I come at ten
Guess we're cat and mouse 'cause I just found out
If I push, you'll pull away again
Everything else about it is great
Except for that I'm going insane
Don't know what to do
Wanna fuck, marry, kill you
Kind wish that you'd go away
Oh, oh, oh
How do people do this?
Oh, oh, oh
Is there something I missed?
It's just sex, I know, until I don't (until I don't)
I'm so bad at being casual
'Cause we were talking 'bout your family tree
Your dreams, your agony, and life
Now I am thinking 'bout you all the time
Catching feelings like it's flu season
If I'm awake at night, then you're probably the reason
Family tree, your dreams, your agony
And I'm buckled in, I'm way too ready for the ride
Turning puddles into oceans when I need
To really realize it's not that deep
Oh, oh, oh
How do people do this?
Oh, oh, oh
Is there something I missed?
It's just sex, I know, until I don't (until I don't)
I'm so bad at being casual
But you don't have to know it yet
'Cause your apartment floor's my revolving door
I walk through, then I'm back again
And everything about it feels good
You touch me like nobody else could
Then kiss me goodbye, shut the door behind me
Every time I barely survive
Oh, oh, oh
How do people do this?
Oh, oh, oh
Is there something I missed?
It's just sex, I know, until I don't (until I don't)
I'm so bad at being casual
But I try acting casual
When you say nine, I come at ten
Guess we're cat and mouse 'cause I just found out
If I push, you'll pull away again
Everything else about it is great
Except for that I'm going insane
Don't know what to do
Wanna fuck, marry, kill you
Kind wish that you'd go away
Oh, oh, oh
How do people do this?
Oh, oh, oh
Is there something I missed?
It's just sex, I know, until I don't (until I don't)
I'm so bad at being casual
'Cause we were talking 'bout your family tree
Your dreams, your agony, and life
Now I am thinking 'bout you all the time
Catching feelings like it's flu season
If I'm awake at night, then you're probably the reason
Family tree, your dreams, your agony
And I'm buckled in, I'm way too ready for the ride
Turning puddles into oceans when I need
To really realize it's not that deep
Oh, oh, oh
How do people do this?
Oh, oh, oh
Is there something I missed?
It's just sex, I know, until I don't (until I don't)
I'm so bad at being casual
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Writer(s): Alanna Finn-morris, Brianne Finn-morris, Max Cunningham
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