You're only making it worse
When you call me worried
I'm contemplating everything
Being stalled and being hurried

Before it all goes down
Will I see my chance draw near?
Will I be able to perform?
Or will I get shot down by fear?

You never stop to think about
The things that go through my head
All you can see from your eyes
Is the comfort of your bed

I'm either ok or straight up horrible
You probably won’t tell me which one
I'm a nervous wreck on the inside
Surely there’s no way to make this fun

Will you please just tell me
That there is no need to think this way
Will you please just take my hand
This I really need to hear you say:

You and I, will act as one
For this one special night
Nothing can possibly go wrong
And everything you do will be right

It's just that I'm scared
Because it’s something so real
And you're not helping me
But saying it's no big deal
I want to make this magical
I want you to first hold me
I want to be your first
I want to be your only

 
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