Bathroom Line

Bathroom Line

Stamp fading on my left wrist
Crowded hallway, bad club light
You are three people ahead of me
I've rehearsed hello all night
Every smart line sounds embarrassing
Every cool face feels too planned
Then your friend bumps into mine
And somehow both our nerves get named

I practiced being cool
You liked the nervous version

Bathroom Line, don't let me talk myself out
Bathroom Line, everybody is too loud
I practiced cool for an hour, you liked me without it
Bathroom Line, let me stop thinking about it

Bathroom Line
Bathroom Line

Your friend laughs and says you asked
Three times whether I was single
You cover your face, I nearly die
Suddenly this whole thing gets simple
Turns out while I was overthinking
You were doing the exact same thing
Two people trying to look composed
While panic made us interesting

Confidence was never the spark
Mutual nerves were telling the truth
I practiced cool for an hour and you liked the nervous version
That fading stamp on my wrist said it first

Bathroom Line, now come stand by me
Bathroom Line, we can both breathe
Bathroom Line, let me stop thinking about it
Bathroom Line, let's get out of it

Bathroom Line