Get in position

Show you what's cooking in my kitchen

Give you a taste of what you're missing

What's with the inquisition?

I've got a problem with commitment

And I hardly ever listen to you

You ask what's on my mind

I tell ya

I get uneasy when

You ask me what I think we are

A constellation's nothing more

Than lines between the stars

Our conversations always short

We're fucking in my car

No I don't sing about you

When I’m playing this guitar

I think we're overthinking

I don't wanna think at all

Want you to bang my head

On the back of the bathroom stall

I think you're funny but

Feel like we're gonna hit a wall

I just don't think that, think

I'm boyfriend material

It's kind of funny

I know your mom would think I’m lovely (that's true)

You can keep in dreamin' honey

Your taste in men is kinda scummy

I'm anxious and avoidant

Can I be just one more appointment to you

You ask what's in my mind I tell ya

I get uneasy when

You ask me what I think we are

A constellation's nothing more

Than lines between the stars

Our conversations always short

We're fucking in my car

No I don't sing about you

When I’m playing this guitar

I think we're overthinking

I don't wanna think at all

Want you to bang my head

On the back of the bathroom stall

I think you're funny but

Feel like we're gonna hit a wall

I just don't think that, think

I’m boyfriend material

Think I’m boyfriend material

Think I’m boyfriend material

Think I’m boyfriend material