Pickpocket

Put in the work, put in the time

Put his plan in motion, put his heart on the line

Put his best coat on, put away his pride

Put you down with ease when he was saying goodbye

Thinking of him, but you're thinking too much how the

Thought of this guy somehow isn't enough

So you're thinking of keeping these thoughts to yourself now you

May as well shout it, you're thinking out loud

Say you'd rather come back to my house

All the sudden you're honest, it's freakin me out

It's not so hard to imagine