why is my closet judging me?

I'm Going on a Date

Pop · 2026 · 2:51

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I'm Going on a Date

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BPM
90
Key
A major
Length
2:51
Vocal
Female
Mood
playful · warm

Okay breathe… okay breathe…
Why is my closet judging me?
I’ve tried on five outfits
And they’ve all betrayed me
This dress says “wedding”
These jeans say “I quit”
This top says “I’m confident”
But my face says “panic”

I did my hair three ways
Now it hates me too
I’m googling “what is flirting”
Like it’s something new
My friends are texting “you got this!”
I’m like “LIARS, I don’t”
My stomach’s doing backflips
In a tiny crop top

What if he’s perfect?
What if he’s not?
What if he chews loud?
What if he’s hot?

I’m going on a date…
I’m nervous & nauseous but…
I’m going on a date
Not sure how I look but…
I’m going on a date
What if he’s great? What if he’s late?
What if I laugh too hard? What if I overshare?
I’m going on a date…
And I’m pretending I don’t care

What if he’s shorter
Than what the pictures said?
What if he says “actually…”
And explains bread?
What if he has a podcast
What if that’s his vibe?
What if he calls his mom
Every hour of his life?

But what if he’s sweet
And he smells like clean soap
And he laughs at my jokes
Like I’m actually dope?
What if the conversation
Flows like a song?
What if it feels easy
Like I’ve known him all along?

What if it’s awkward?
What if it’s sparks?
What if I trip
Getting out of the car?

I’m going on a date…
I’m nervous & nauseous but…
I’m going on a date
Not sure how I look but…
I’m going on a date
What if it’s cute? What if it’s fate?
What if I say something weird
And then fall down the stairs?

And I’m pretending I don’t care

Okay so
If it’s going well… do I lean in?
Do I hug?
Do I wave?
Do I handshake him?
Do I do the cheek kiss?
Do I do the “oops we brushed hands” thing?

If he’s amazing…
Do I kiss him goodnight?
Or do I play it cool
And text “home safe”
And stare at my phone
Like it’s a medical device?

My brain says “chill”
My heart says “WHEEE!”
My stomach says “girl, please stop feeding me anxiety”

I’m going on a date…
I’m nervous & nauseous but…
I’m going on a date
And I’m glowing a little, yeah
I’m going on a date
What if it’s magic? What if it’s great?
What if tonight is a story
I tell with a smile for years?
I’m going on a date…
And I’m excited… I’ll admit it

If he’s cute, I’m kissing him.
If he’s weird, I’m ordering dessert.
Either way… I win.