Forgot the Line

Forgot the Line

Beach-side stall, hot chips steaming
You smile and I forget my line
I start talking twice too quickly
Trying way too hard to sound fine
You ask where I grew up
Simple question, no big game
I slow down enough to answer
And finally sound like my own name

You liked me better
When I forgot the script

Forgot the line, you laughed and stayed
Forgot the line, best mistake I made
You liked me better when I forgot the line
Forgot the line, now talk to me real this time

Forgot the Line
Forgot the Line

Sauce too hot, I start coughing
You hand me water, laugh out loud
I stop performing cool completely
And somehow feel less nervous now
We talk about our mothers
Bad jobs, long buses, Sunday food
Nothing glamorous, everything easy
And every little thing feels good

Forgot the line, you laughed and stayed
Forgot the line, best mistake I made
You liked me better when I forgot the line
Forgot the line, now talk to me real this time

I thought attraction came from polish
You kept asking normal things
You liked me better when I forgot the line
That paper plate of spicy chips was proof enough

Forgot the line, paper plate in hand
Forgot the line, no little game planned
You liked me better when I forgot the line
Forgot the line, and finally got it right

Forgot the Line

Forgot the Line