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