Admit It

Can you blame me
I really wanna know you
But maybe
I don't know how to approach you
I feel stupid, I feel so dumb
Cause I'm tripping in my Prada
Head over, I'm a goner
I admit it, I admit it
No, I can't get enough

I'm tryna draw it out, and figure it
But the canvas shows that I can't even feign
She's sorta quiet, yet confident
I guess she left me struck either way

Now I think
All these diamonds and Margiela on the shelves aren't even coming close
To your laughter that I started when we're out in Tokyo
Look into those frames and went astray behind the hazel
All her friends can tell I fell like showers up in April

She ain't probably even notice
But she took away all of my focus
Ya ya ya
I can't fake it now
Ya ya ya
Let me take you out

Can you blame me
I really wanna know you
But maybe
I don't know how to show you
I feel stupid, I feel so dumb
Cause I'm tripping in my Prada
Head over, I'm a goner
I admit it, I admit it
No, I can't get enough