Cliche
I’m so cliche, aren't I?(Maybe)
Writing a song about love
I keep lookin’ behind myself thinking
Will he show up?
Will I talk to him?
I’m a nervous wreck, aren't I?(yeah)
Oh but I’m in love again
Oh this is so cliche, Isn’t it?(yeah)
Just another kid in love
You told me the other day
Your parents were taking you outta school
Then I see you walking through the door
I run over and hugged you
On the verge of tears
I’m a nervous wreck, aren't I?(yeah)
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We stay up every day talking
Can’t stop callin’
There’s no way he’s not getting,
Getting so annoyed
Oh but I’m in love again
Oh this is so cliche, Isn’t it?(yeah)
Just another kid in love
Let my love burst
Right outta my fingers
Typed out my feelings
I never knew I could feel again
Standing near you is like standing
Standin’ next to the sun
And I’m on fire
I’m in love
Oh this is so cliche, Isn’t it?(yeah)
I’m so cliche, aren't I?(yeah)
I couldn’t believe
I never thought
You’d like me
Oh but I’m in love again
Oh this is so cliche, Isn’t it?(yeah)
Just another kid in love(just another kid)
Writing a song about love
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Oh, guess (guess)
I’m so cliche, aren’t I?(yeah)
I’m just another kid
In love(in love)