Like 3id Miledi - GGA

We have our own apartments We have no wedding plans Our twenties are our twenties All loose lips and busy hands And all these pretty people make my cheeks all flushed and flattered Too many good friends and way too much to like, to like Like after-party sidewalk chats that last forever Like strands of hair that dance with pairs of eyes Sometimes it's hard to breathe Sometimes it feels like torture Shaking when you talk, blushing like a birthday girl Feeling strangely serious and filled with something dangerous I speak to you in circles We hear a good song, and laugh like something's funny Believe in something sweet and safe and uneventful And when it goes wrong, try to be surprised We gave up such a good thing For something we regret And in our sleep, we say our sorries And we try our best to take it back, but we don't have the heart for that I see how you inhale so fast and act so different There is a good friend trapped inside your body It's so easy to kiss eyelids in the dead of winter So hard to say I like you as a friend And now I don't know how to touch you So I take a clumsy guess The pieces fit; we made it out somehow Our coffee dates will end in coffee, and that'll be just fine for now