Lyrics: Jack Antonoff/Michael Riddleberger/Zem Audu/Sean Hutchinson/Mikey Freedom-Hart/Evan Smith
Music: Jack Antonoff/Michael Riddleberger/Zem Audu/Sean Hutchinson/Mikey Freedom-Hart/Evan Smith
I'm not the type to ask you about last night
Or old pickup lines you've heard
And I'm not the type to ask you about the ones who came before me, baby
I'm just glad you're mine and only, babe
And I'll hold every door for your love
Like, ooh, I'm not joking, it was love at first sight
Good Lord, I found you
You held the door
Picked up the phone
Started the car
Took me on
La-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la
Good Lord, I found you
I'm not the type to tell you what to do
I like what you do
And I'm not the type to keep you up all night yammering
I know it's hard for you to sleep, babe
I want the things that are hard to get easier
I want easy light to guide you, baby
Ooh, I'm not joking, it was love at first sight
Good Lord, I found you
You held the door
Picked up the phone
Started the car
Took me on
La-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la
Good Lord, I found you
Shout it out, shout it out
Shout it out, shout it out
Shout it out, shout it out
Oh, you got to shout it out
When you want what you get
When you get what you want
It's the heaviest
When you know it's really on
That's the time to hold tight (Hold)
Yeah, it's the time to hold on
You've got to hold on
As the stakes get wild
Time to draw them big lines
Draw the line
It ain't time to roll
Don't run away
That is the time to stand
Don't lose your ground
Inside of every truth
Of what it means to be a man
When you want what you get
When you get what you want
And all of that fear
Comes out in the big wash
I'm not joking at all