(Yeah)

It was my first time when I smelled roses

You told me you like when I make noises

Takes me a lot to process things

Our first date, now we're a "thing"

Can it be more obvious?

I've got a crush on your soul

Now it's crushing my own

(Crushing my own)

(Crushing my own)

(Own)

1, 2, 3, 4!

(Crush on your soul)

(Crushing my own)

Can it be more obvious?

I've got a crush on your soul

Now it's crushing my own

Printer scanning my heart to send right to you

Pressing down the tape together; hold us like glue

Evidently, my lines trace back to you

My body's a map; you're thumbtacked through

I've got a crush on you

1, 2, 3, 4!

(Crush on your soul)

(Crushing my own)

Can it be more obvious?

I've got a crush on your soul

Now it's crushing my own