You´re jumping the turnstiles And I´m feeling horrible, wearing your clothes Gowanus and mezcal It´s your brother´s birthday, the sky is dog rose
And I keep getting pangs when I look up, seeing you there Doing dishes for your step mum
I hope it´s not a big deal You got me feeling hyperreal And I
Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya I´m sorry if that scares you but I can´t help it
I thought you could tell by My awkward devotion to making you laugh Your cat in my arms, dancing to Enya hard Kicking out at your phone And I´m watching you chew the side of your cheek
Nicorette patch peeking under your angel sleeve
I hope it´s not a big deal You got me feeling hyperreal And I
Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya I´m sorry if that scares you but I can´t help it
Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya I´m sorry if that scares you but I can´t help it