Throwing Up Butterflies Songtext
von Stela Cole

Call me crazy but I'm pretty sure you sent a text that said
How's your day? with two kisses, frog emoji, so what's next
Now I'm seeing all our kids named spelled out in this bowl of soup
I don't know why it just reminded me your favorite color's red
Brush my teeth, fix my hair
Go to bed, picturing you by my side
I just cannot seem to get you of my head
Countin' kisses like a shepherd counts sheep
Every time I go to sleep
See your face cause every dream's about you
When I think about you
Every time I close my eyes
I get dizzier inside
Make it stop, make it stop, I can't stop
It's true, when I think about you
Every time you cross my mind
I think I'm gonna die
Make it stop, I can't stop
Throwing up these butterflies
Please excuse me while I overanalyze the things you said


How's your day? why does that keep on repeating in my head?
Now I'm counting all the letters, do you love me, do you not?
Never been so superstitious, trying to connect the
LMAO, what's this mean, should I know
Tracing all the constellations
Spelling names out of the fog on my window
Making wishes like I saw a shooting star
Call it tragic, call it love
Baby, please just make it stop because you
When I think about you
Every time I close my eyes
I get dizzier inside
Make it stop, make it stop, I can't stop
It's true, when I think about you
Every time you cross my mind
I think I'm gonna die
Make it stop, I can't stop
Throwing up these butterflies
Analyze, overanalyze
Every word you say
Overanalyze
Every move you make
Overanalyze
Yeah, I'm crazy but there's no escaping from you
When I think about you
Every time I close my eyes
I get dizzier inside
Make it stop, make it stop, I can't stop
It's true, when I think about you
Every time you cross my mind
I think I'm gonna die
Make it stop, I can't stop
Throwing up these butterflies
You
Analyze, overanalyze
Analyze, overanalyze
Every time I close my eyes
I get dizzier inside
Make it stop, make it stop, I can't stop
It's true, when I think about you
Analyze, overanalyze
Analyze, overanalyze
Every time you cross my mind
I think I'm gonna die
Make it stop, I can't stop
Throwing up these butterflies