You say that I am hard to love 
I give too much then not enough 
I'm way too damn picky with everything 
And way too damn busy with everything else 
And I don't try enough 
Oblivious to everyone 
And apparently I got their hearts on a string 
I'm not talking, don't know why you're listening. 
Think, they think they know me 
'cause my whole life has been on display 
But if you really get to know me 
Here's what I'd say. 
I swear that I love hard 
But act like I don't care at all 
I swear that I've been thinking 'bout you every second 
But I won't be the first to call 
And I always think it's my fault 
And that I messed it up within my walls 
And I really hope you're thinking 'bout me 
I'm staring at my phone waiting for you to call 
That's me 
When I can't stop thinking 'bout you 
That's me 
I'll be ripping my own heart in two 
That's me 
I guess you'll just have to get used to. 
If you're thinking 'bout me and you think that 
I should be thinking 'bout you. 
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| Tate McRae Unreleased song  |