[Verse 1]
Your hoodie’s on my floor again,
I told myself “don’t let him in.”
But you showed up with that stupid grin—
Now I’m hydrated, moisturized, sinned.
[Pre-Chorus]
You call me “trouble,” say it fondly,
But you only text me when you’re lonely.
And I keep saying I’m done—
But then your hands say “no you’re not, hon.”
[Chorus]
I’m overthinking in your shirt,
You’re underthinking — that’s the worst.
You say you “like me,” but in bursts,
And somehow I still flirt first.
God, it shouldn’t even work—
But here I am, in your shirt.
[Verse 2]
You say I’m “different,” yeah, okay—
You told her that last July, babe.
But when you touch me, I forget
That you’re chaos in a boy-shaped threat.
[Pre-Chorus]
You say you’re “trying,” I say sure,
And fall for you a little more.
It’s dumb, it’s hot, it’s cruel,
You’re bad at love, but good at pull.
[Chorus]
I’m overthinking in your shirt…
[Bridge]
Maybe it’s wrong, but it’s a vibe,
Red flags look cute when they arrive.
If heartbreak’s coming, that’s fine—
At least you look good ruining my life.
[Final Chorus]
I’m overthinking in your shirt,
You’re underthinking — I’m the expert.
I know it ends, but till it hurts—
I’ll be here in your stupid shirt.