the idea of you

I don't know if I'm in love with you
Or the idea of loving you
It's unclear, I mean I used to feel so sure
But I might just be immature
I've been stuck on you for so long that
It's hard to tell myself I may be wrong
About the way that I feel for you
For so long, I would squeal
Over a single text from you, you, you

'Cause it's not love
When you don't talk anymore
And it's not love
When I never meant something to you

So why did I ever catch these stupid feelings?
I knew, when you told me I was cute
That I was dreaming
So now, I'll try and tell myself
My feelings have no meaning
They have no meaning
They have no meaning

'Cause it's not love
When you don't talk anymore
And it's not love
When you make me feel like I'm a bore
And it's not love
When I was the only one who's waiting
And it's not love
When there was no chance of you saying
"I love you too"
"I love you too"

And I don't know if I'm in love with you
Or the idea of loving you
It's unclear, I mean I used to feel so sure
But I might just be immature
I've been so stuck on you for so long
That it's hard to tell myself I may be wrong