Verse 1 You sit three rows ahead of me in class I’ve memorized the back of your head I rehearsed what I would say to make you laugh Then forgot every word instead
Your jacket’s always half-unzipped You tap your pen when you’re bored I know way too much about you For someone you’ve barely noticed before
Pre-Chorus And I don’t know what this is But it hits like a sugar rush Every time you look my way I forget how lungs work
Chorus I’m high on you Stupid high, can’t think straight high You walk in and I lose the plot completely I’m high on you The good kind of dizzy The kind I don’t want to come down from, honestly
Verse 2
I saw you posted late last night
A blurry pic under neon lights
I almost liked it twice again
Then closed the app and hit pretend
I know your songs, your favorite shows
The places that you always go
It’s kinda strange how much I see
While you don’t even notice me
Pre-Chorus And I don’t know what this is But it hits like a sugar rush Every time you look my way I forget how lungs work
Chorus I’m high on you Stupid high, can’t think straight high You walk in and I lose the plot completely I’m high on you The good kind of dizzy The kind I don’t want to come down from, honestly
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Bridge [Acapella, Slow, Build Up] Fast forward Eight years, different town, same me Different faces, different rooms, but you still find me In the corner of my mind like a song on repeat Never finished, never faded, never set free
Final Pre-Chorus And I don’t know what this is After all of these years But it hits like it did back then Through the miles and the tears
[Final Chorus - Outro Feel, Layered Harmonies] I’m high on you Stupid high, can’t think straight high You walk in and I lose the plot completely I’m high on you The good kind of dizzy The kind I don’t want to come down from, honestly
I’m high on you Stupid high, can’t think straight high You walk in and I lose the plot completely I’m high on you The good kind of dizzy The kind I never came down from, honestly