Tryna find some ways to get you on me
But you don't let me entertain my process
Waitin' for the time when it all comes clean
Why do I gotta wait?
Makin' change is different to a statement
And all I do is talk about my next skit
Never fail with comedy but I'm not
Tryna make you laugh

So, really, I'm just hopeless
Wishin' for you
And, really, you're a trophy
That I just want to hold, wanna hold you close (Want you close)

You're messing with my progress
And I don't like that
You're fuckin' with me on [?]
Baby, I might start shit, oh my God

I wish for you on this Saturday morning
I wish for you when I blow out my candles
I won't fuck up and I mean it, baby
[?] it's so scenic
Fuck that [?], let's just leavе it

I wish for you on this Saturday morning
I wish for you when I blow out my candles
On this Tuesday afternoon
Baby, tell me, could I hold you close?
And what do I expect?
When I stay so quiet
And what do I expect?
When I stay so quiet, quiet
And what do I expect?
When I stay so quiet
And what do I expect?
When I stay so quiet, quiet

I wish for you on this Saturday morning
I wish for you when I blow out my candles
On this Tuesday afternoon
Baby, tell me, could I hold you close?

Could I hold you close?