Description
Unknown: Sam Benwick
Producer: Nikhil Amarnani & Line In Productions
Producer: Jameson Tenorio
Mastering Engineer: Raywyn Zayne
Songwriter: Sam Benwick
Lyrics and translation
Original
He opens the door and he brings me inside.
Oh, he seems like a real good guy.
He says hi to my mom and he's nice to my sister.
Oh, he flatters me charming mister.
And then there's you.
Mr. Not-So-I'm-Too-Cool-To-Bout-My-Eyes-At-You.
If you want me, make a move before I make a move away from you.
Do you think I'm here to stay?
You won't even offer to pay.
And
I might be going just to get you to notice, but you don't even care, not even self-aware.
And then there's you,
Mr. Not-So-I'm-Too-Cool-To-Bout-My-Eyes-At-You.
If you want me, make a move before I make a move away from you.
I remember one night when it was too late and we hadn't talked in a while, but you texted me right there and then, and
I was busy with work, but I'd have rather talked to you.
What am I doing?
Why aren't I over you?
And you were playing guitar, and you looked at me.
Your eyes were saying something your mouth was too scared to speak.
And it was so much fun being next to you, but then it wasn't fun when all you'd do was nothing, oh.
You, you, you, oh, you,
Mr. Not-So-I'm-Too-Cool-To-Bout-My-Eyes-At-You.
If you want me, make a move before I make a move away from you.
If you want me, make a move before I make a move away from you.
English translation
He opens the door and he brings me inside.
Oh, he seems like a real good guy.
He says hi to my mom and he's nice to my sister.
Oh, he flatters me charming mister.
And then there's you.
Mr. Not-So-I'm-Too-Cool-To-Bout-My-Eyes-At-You.
If you want me, make a move before I make a move away from you.
Do you think I'm here to stay?
You won't even offer to pay.
And
I might be going just to get you to notice, but you don't even care, not even self-aware.
And then there's you,
Mr. Not-So-I'm-Too-Cool-To-Bout-My-Eyes-At-You.
If you want me, make a move before I make a move away from you.
I remember one night when it was too late and we hadn't talked in a while, but you texted me right there and then, and
I was busy with work, but I'd have rather talked to you.
What am I doing?
Why aren't I over you?
And you were playing guitar, and you looked at me.
Your eyes were saying something your mouth was too scared to speak.
And it was so much fun being next to you, but then it wasn't fun when all you'd do was nothing, oh.
You, you, you, oh, you,
Mr. Not-So-I'm-Too-Cool-To-Bout-My-Eyes-At-You.
If you want me, make a move before I make a move away from you.
If you want me, make a move before I make a move away from you.