Maybe it's something in the way she walks
Maybe it's something in the way she talks
Or maybe I'm just an idiot
Maybe I'm not
Maybe I pretend I'm someone I'm not
Cuz first impressions won't get forgotten
Dress to impress when I meet your mom
Gotta take it serious
Standing here standing at your doorstep
Feeling scared feeling kind of nervous
Rejection follows me
It's a curse and I've
Gotta say how I feel first
Maybe your lips taste like peach tea
Yesterday spilled some all over me
Honey can't you come over here?
Clean this off for me
Maybe she's someone that she says she's not
She's crying says that it's her daddy's fault
I ask her if I can make her mine
She says "yeah" half the time
Standing here standing at your doorstep
Feeling scared feeling kind of nervous
Rejection follows me
It's a curse and I've
Gotta say how I feel first
Standing here standing at your doorstep
Feeling scared feeling kind of nervous
Tell your mom that I'm "not into girls"
And I gotta say how I feel first
Standing here standing at your doorstep
Feeling scared feeling kind of nervous
Rejection follows me
It's a curse and I've
Gotta say how I feel first