[Verse]:
First you get butterflies
Every time you see his eyes
And now when he looks at you
It’s gross
There’s nothing to do with it
It’s just time healing it
The only I could do was
To write a song
[Chorus]:
You know, what is it about?
I still wear your vintage sweater
But it does not arouse any love
Anymore, Anymore
As it did
[Verse]:
As it did when you held my arm
As it did when you picked me up
As it did when you said you got belly butterflies
But not when you hit my arm
Tried to control everything I loved
Told my friends I have bad influence from them
[Chorus]:
You know, what is it about?
I still wear your vintage sweater
But it does not arouse any love
Anymore, Anymore
As it did
Anymore
As it did before