(P. Pentland/Sloan)

She came runnin'
I hate everything that came before me
Crush
I'm breakin' under the crush

Don't ignore me
'Cause you know I can always make it louder
Three
Three's nothin' out of ten

But you've got a thing for me
I can feel it, I can feel it
And I've got a thing for you, too
You can have it, you can have it

I've been runnin'
Just to get away from what's inside me
Rush
I'm drownin' under the rush

Happy birthday
To the best brother in the world
Hooray
At least I'm still cool to one girl

But you've got a thing for me
I can feel it, I can feel it
And I've got a thing for you, too
You can have it, you can have it

You've got a thing for me
I can feel it, I can feel it
And I've got a thing for you, too
You can have it

No strings attached
No copy to match
No drift to catch
No plans to hatch
No itch to scratch
Just infatuation
Is all you need

You could tell a million lies
And I'd think they all were true
Trust
That's my trust in you

It's what I value
And it's what I refuse to lose
You've got a thing for me
And I've got a thing for you, too