I THINK I LIKE YOU

I must have seen you fifty times with that red suitcase in your hand

Can't make your mind up, take the time to sit and talk with yourself

I find I sit beside you idle, not for reasons I don't want to

It's just something I have been through and can talk through, your health

'Cause are you mental?

Have you just lost the plot?

I find you special in such ways that you have lost but not forgot

'Cause I think I like you

I think you're something else

I think I'd break my every finger to donate my mental health

If you'd get better

So get better

If you'd get better

So get better

Ooh

Oh, would you feel the touch of love, if it was carved into your face?

I'd give a piece of myself just to be an empty space

You know I'd give you every reason, a detailed explanation

If I thought that it might help you, find that part you can't replace

'Cause are you mental?

Have you just lost the plot?

I find you special in such ways that you have lost but not forgot

'Cause I think I like you

I think you're something else

I think I'd break my every finger to donate my mental health

If you'd get better

So get better

If you'd get better

So get better

Ooh

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

'Cause I think I like you

I don't know

I think you're something else

I don't know

'Cause I think I like you

I don't know

I think you're something else

I don't know

'Cause I think I like you

I don't know

I think you're something else

I don't know

'Cause I think I like you

I don't know

I think you're something else

I don't know

'Cause I think I like you

I don't know

I think you're something else

I don't know

'Cause I think I like you

I don't know

I think you're something else

I don't know