Lyrics
He says I turn everything into staring contests
Then blame him for losing
And the truth is he’s half right
I blame me for choosing to play
With someone so eager to look away
I’m not the girl you know
Who gets the guy across the room
Never pursued, oh no
Code name: moss
I’ll grow on you
And then I’ll break your heart when I want no part
Of love that settled in from indifference
I need a little bit of limerence
Send me a sign
A signal made of more than smoke
I’m out of nights to spend searching the sky
For flares of hope
When the distance between us leaves me cold
The least bit of warmth could make all the difference
I need a little bit of limerence
You know one bird in hand is so much better than
the gesture that you want
Is what he says to me to try and logic me
into hanging on
Never noticing the irony of haggling
is proof he wants a deal in this
While I want a little bit of limerence
Send me a sign
A signal made of more than smoke
I’m out of nights to spend searching the sky
For flares of hope
When the distance between us leaves me cold
The least bit of warmth could make all the difference
I need a little bit of limerence
I want the gesture
Someone to break the glass
For the girl in mirror
Just to get her
Just to be near her
Just because
I’m just a girl feeding myself to the world
Asking it to love me
And there’s only so much me I can spare
And whatever the limit is
Whatever the limit is
Whatever the limit is...
Send me a sign
A signal made of more than smoke
I’m out of nights to spend
searching for flares of hope
When the distance between us leaves me cold
The least bit of warmth could make all the difference
I need a little bit
Just a glimmer of it
Give me limerence