We keep on having all the same stale conversations And I feel like I'm getting dumber Our enneagrams and the constellations They say we're perfect for each other My mama loves you, and all my friends do Yeah, they're all dropping heart emojis in the comments Cause from the outside, all of our stars align I keep on trying and trying to make it make sense You're talking to me, I don't understand a word that you say I come on Saturday night, even in the Milky Way Maybe it's just my disposition, maybe it's my age Perfect on paper, but just not on the same page Can't put my finger on what's pulling us in different directions It's up, it's down, it's north, it's south It's honestly exhausting, aren't you so tired of trying to fake a connection? Going round and around and around You're talking to me, I don't understand a word that you say I come on Saturday night, even in the Milky Way Maybe it's just my disposition, maybe it's my age Perfect on paper, but just not on the same page It's up, it's down, it's north, it's south You're talking to me, I don't understand a word that you say I come on Saturday night, even in the Milky Way Maybe it's just my disposition, maybe it's my age Perfect on paper, but just not on the same page I should be waking up with butterflies when I see your face What are we doing lately, I don't even know what to say Maybe it's just my disposition, maybe it's my age Perfect on paper, but just not on the same page Not on the same page Not on the same page Not on the same page Not on the same page