Arlo Parks - Dog Rose lyrics

You're jumping the turnstiles And I'm feeling horrible, wearing your clothes Gowan*s and mezcal It's your brother's birthday, the sky is dog rose And I keep getting pangs when I look up, seeing you there Doing dishes for your step mum I hope it's not a big deal You got me feeling hyperreal And I Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya I'm sorry if that scares you but I can't help it I thought you could tell by My awkward devotion to making you laugh Your cat in my arms, dancing to Enya hard Kicking out at your phone And I'm watching you chew the side of your cheek Nicorette patch peeking under your angel sleeve I hope it's not a big deal You got me feeling hyperreal And I Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya I'm sorry if that scares you but I can't help it Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya Wanna belong to ya I'm sorry if that scares you but I can't help it I can't help it I can't help it I'm sorry if that scares you but I can't help it