Have you got colour in your cheeks? 
Do you ever get the feeling that you can’t shift the tide 
That sticks around like something’s in your teeth 
And some aces up your sleeve 
I had no idea that you’re in deep 
I dreamt about you near me every night this week 
How many secrets can you keep? 
Cause there’s this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow 
When I play it on repeat 
Until I fall asleep 
Spilling drinks on my settee 

 [bad word]  
With this feeling first on the plate 
Cause I’ve been hoping that you’d state 
That the nights were never engraved 
For saying things that you can’t say some other day 

 [bad word]  
Crawlin’ back to you 
And I thought I’d crawl in here, give it a few 
As I always do 
Waking up to 
Was it me and yours to fall first from loving you? 
And I tell it [bad word] 
Crawling back to you 

So have you got the goods? 
Been wondering if you’re heart’s still open 
And if so I wanna know what time it shuts 
Simmer down, pucker up 
And I’m sorry to [bad word] 
It’s just I’m constantly on the cusp 
Of trying to kiss you 
I don’t know if you feel the same as I do 
We could be together if you wanted to 

 [bad word]  
With this feeling first on the plate 
Cause I’ve been hoping that you’d state 
That the nights were never engraved 
For saying things that you can’t say some other day 

 [bad word]  
Crawlin’ back to you 
And I thought I’d crawl in here, give it a few 
As I always do 
Waking up to 
Was it me and yours to fall first from loving you? 
And I tell it [bad word] 
Crawling back to you