

Verse
Streetlight caught you laughing by the record store
Your jacket sleeve was torn but you wore it like armor
I dropped my keys just to watch you bend down slow
Four seconds flat and I already knew where this could go
Pre-Chorus
So what do I do with my hands now
Why's my chest doing this
Is this the fall they warn you about
The kind you can't resist
Chorus
I feel it in my pulse, I feel it in my pulse
Racing down my arms like static in the summer dust
Every time you're near, every single word's a rush
This is what falling feels like, I feel it in my pulse
Verse
Two coffees on the counter, mine's gone cold
You're talking with your hands about a movie I don't know
But I keep nodding just to keep you right here
Watching how the porch light turns your eyes to amber, clear
Pre-Chorus
So what do I do with this feeling
Why's it climbing up my throat
Is this the fall they warn you about
The one you write a song about
Chorus
I feel it in my pulse, I feel it in my pulse
Racing down my arms like static in the summer dust
Every time you're near, every single word's a rush
This is what falling feels like, I feel it in my pulse
Bridge
Maybe I don't land soft
Maybe this one leaves a mark
Maybe that's the whole damn point
Of jumping in the dark
I'd rather burn out bright with you
Than never learn to spark
Chorus
I feel it in my pulse, I feel it in my pulse
Racing down my arms like static in the summer dust
Every time you're near, every single word's a rush
This is what falling feels like, I feel it in my pulse
Outro
Steady now, my pulse
Steady now, on you
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