It’s not a lack of options (I just get bored)
and I don’t see a problem, (pretendin’ I’m yours)
it’s not a healthy habit – (I could spare a few)
like stressin’ in the kitchen and romanticizin’ you.
Sometimes (sometimes)
I tell (I tell)
myself… you were the best.
Sometimes (sometimes)
I for…get why (I forget)
I ever left.
And I wonder if it’s worth doin’ again,
and I wonder if it’s worth doin’ it again,
and I wonder if, and I wonder if,
and I wonder if it’s worth doin’ it again…
No, it’s not desperation, (when I do it)
harmless inspiration, (let a girl live)
it’s not a healthy habit – (I could spare a few)
like textin’ random boys and pretendin’ they’re you.
Sometimes (sometimes)
I tell (I tell)
myself… (myself) you were the best.
Sometimes (sometimes)
I for…get why (I forget)
I still cry.
And I wonder if it’s worth doin’ again,
and I wonder if it’s worth doin’ it again,
and I wonder if, and I wonder if,
and I wonder if it’s worth doin’ it again…
You don’t remember anything, do you?
And I wonder if it’s worth doin’ again,
and I wonder if it’s worth doin’ it again,
and I wonder if it’s worth doin’ again,
and I wonder if it’s worth doin’ it again,
and I wonder if it’s worth doin’ again,
and I wonder if it’s worth doin’ it again.