| My therapist told me that I, I think too much |
| And I’m still thinking about that |
| And then she said, said that I’m good |
| At taking a step |
| One step forward |
| And then two steps back |
| And I lie there half awake, stare at ceiling |
| While she explains it to me |
| Gives me her reasons |
| My therapist is your biggest fan |
| She mentions your name when I haven’t asked |
| And I bet she’s loving |
| You’re pulling me right back |
| And I had to leave |
| The distance sucks, but every time we speak |
| You have the same effect |
| As the first day we met |
| I swear (Mmm, mmm) |
| And I know we made a mess |
| But can we make amends? |
| Are we there yet? (Mmm, mmm) |
| Madeleine says I’m pretty bad at letting it all out |
| So she’s coming over, and making me talk now |
| And now I’m convinced that everyone has a person they can’t see |
| Someone they say they hate |
| But never wanna change |
| And I had to leave |
| The distance sucks, but every time we speak |
| You have the same effect |
| As the first day we met |
| I swear (Mmm, mmm) |
| And I know we made a mess |
| But can we make amends? |
| Are we there yet? (Mmm, mmm) |
| I’ve got our songs in my head |
| And a knot in my chest |
| While I’m reading your texts again |
| 'Cause you have the same effect |
| As the first day we met |
| I swear (Mmm, mmm) |
| Mmm, mmm |
| Mmm, mmm |