Song Information
- Track Number: 6 of 22
- Album: Swipe Me to the Moon (A Gay Musical)
- Duration: 3:04
- Released: July 18, 2025
- Genre: Musical Theatre, Pop, LGBTQ+ Music
Lyrics
He said he'd be here at seven It's seven forty eight No text No hey running late No sorry traffic Just nothing Maybe I said too much Maybe I seemed too keen Maybe I read into things That weren't even on the screen Maybe I should've played it cool Been a little more mysterious Not cracked a joke too early Not gotten so delirious Maybe it's me Maybe I always ruin the spark Maybe I give too much light To men who prefer the dark Maybe it's me Maybe I hope too fast Maybe I romanticize People who never asked I shaved for this I moisturized for this I showed up on time for once in my life And he's what at home watching Netflix With some other soft skinned idiot I checked my breath I chose a shirt I even practiced smiling first And all I got was a table for one And a bill for emotional thirst Wait New match David He says hey And I don't overthink I just smile lock my phone And grab my keys and drink I jump on my bike And ride through the rain Through the hurt through the doubt Through the ache and the shame Because maybe it's me But maybe that's fine Maybe I'm just early To the right storyline
Lyrics © 2025 Agust Smari Bjarkarson. All rights reserved.
Written and performed by Agust Smari Bjarkarson (Agust Islandia)