Stela Cole - Throwing Up Butterflies lyrics

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