itsumo honki ni naru no wa asobi no enchou bakari enjoshitatte shinakutatte kimochi iitte kawannai datte imasara kanojo ga irutte iwaretemo enryoshittatte shinakuttatte antara wakarerunjyanai?
dourui da yotte itteagetai anta to watashi wa sonna onna ni koshitsushitenaide motto maemukina yo
fura fura to tachiyotte karuku doa wo osu mitai ni kiyasuku koe kakenna yo Close tte ittenda yo
aisareru toka aisaretaitte omou koto ga kantan ni omoeru chikasou de tooi shiawase
beta beta na kuchou de amai amai kotoba mune jyanakute kono me wo miteittemina
anta ni amaeteru yo nani shitatte iinda yo kimochi ii koto motto shite kanjichattara ii jyanai
nandatte te ni irerareru watashi no kawaisa de karuku mirarete nanbo datte ima ga tanoshiinda kara sore de ii
atama waruitte iwaretatte sonna no tokku ni shitteru sabishisa umeru no ga sonna ni warui koto nano?
hontou no koi wa watashi ni datte wakatteru mou kizutsuku no wa hontou ni iya dakara aisareru toka aisaretaitte omou koto ga kantan ni omoeru chikasou de tooi shiawase
beta beta na kuchou de amai amai kotoba mune jyanakute kono me wo mite ittemina
Whenever I'm serious about something it's always extending playtime Whether you help out or not won't change the fact it feels good So even if you now say that you have a girlfriend Whether you hold back or not aren't you guys broken up now?
I want to say that we are the same type You and me Don't cling onto that kind woman Move on more
You stand by dizzily like you're lightly pressing on the door Speak to me familiarly; it's called being close
Thinking of being loved, of wanting to be loved I think easily; It's a close-seeming faraway happiness
In a lovey dovey tone, sweet nothings Try saying them without looking at my chest but into my eyes
I'm giving into you You could do anything Do more things that feel good; It's okay for you to feel it
I could get anything with how cute I am If you asked how much it would cost to look I'd say it's all good as long I'm having fun
Even if they say I'm stupid, I've known that already for a long time Is it that wrong to bury my loneliness?
Even I know what real love is like I'm already sick of hurting others Thinking of being loved, of wanting to be loved I think of easily; It's a close-seeming faraway happiness
In a lovey-dovey tone, sweet nothings Say them without looking at my chest but into my eyes