Falling in Love With Somebody Better ​illuminati hotties

I'm falling in love with somebody better
I'm finding myself in the drawers of her dresser
She wants what I want, so I won't upset her
I wish that you had met her

I say, "I'm doing ok" like I'm trying to convince her
She's pulling each word out of me like a splinter
I cave from the weight of her easy pressure
I wish that you had met her
I've fallen in love with someone better

All black on a summer serpent path
Trudging behind your tracks
When you said, "Forget that, I got nothing to turn it back"
Now I wish you could see me better

I can be cold, I'm as hard as acceptance
Running up tabs and denying the past tense
I'm pouring in salt and she's getting sweeter
I wish that you could meet her

She looks like a pistol, but kicks like a shotgun
Fresh as the morning when I'm so rotten
I wanted to lie if I'm being honest
I love her, but I'm stupid
If you were around, I'd introduce you