HOW WE MET

Swipin through as we all do

Left or right which will I choose?

And I know it's overrated 

But I’m getting so impatient.

I’m tired of sleeping alone

And I saw your face on my phone

Thought I would take a chance on you tonight 

So I’ll take a deep breath

And let you into my world

God forbid I’m just a side piece

Don’t wanna be the other girl 

But it’s a chance that I’ll take 

I’ve made so many mistakes 

Cuz prince charming ain’t nowhere to be found 

Noooooo

I wanna know where you grew up 

I wanna know if I can trust 

That gentle smile of yours 

Always leaves me wanting more

And I’ll apologize now 

If i dive in too deep somehow 

Maybe this is premature

But I’ve got a question for ya:

How am I gonna tell my mom how we met?

Love’s a game, I’m player one 

We’re all trying to have some fun 

And you know what they say 

A match a day keeps the doctor away 

Fun and games and validation 

We’re all looking to feel that sensation 

We haven’t felt in a while 

What does it feel like to make someone smile?

So I take a deep breath 

And leave my shoes at the door 

Invite myself into the bedroom 

For just a kiss and nothing more 

But it’s a chance that I’ll take 

I’ve made so many mistakes 

Cuz prince charming ain’t nowhere to be found 

Noooooo

I wanna know where you grew up 

I wanna know if I can trust 

That gentle smile of yours 

Always leaves me wanting more

And I’ll apologize now 

If i dive in too deep somehow 

Maybe this is premature

But I’ve got a question for ya:

How am I gonna tell my mom how we met?

So we just 

Wait by the phone 

Up all night and alone 

And I’m sure we look pathetic 

But we let ourselves forget it 

And if you’re the one,

God knows it won’t be fun

Telling Grandma over Christmas dinner 

We found love swiping on Tinder 

So I’ll take a deep breath

And push my ego aside 

How ya gonna find a lover

If you can’t let go of all your pride?

But it’s a chance that I’ll take 

I’ve made so many mistakes 

Cuz prince charming ain’t nowhere to be found 

Noooooo

I wanna know where you grew up 

I wanna know if I can trust 

That gentle smile of yours 

Always leaves me wanting more

And I’ll apologize now 

If i dive in too deep somehow 

Maybe this is premature

But I’ve got a question for ya:

How am I gonna tell my mom how we met?

How am I gonna tell my mom how we met?

How am I gonna tell my mom how we met?

WRITTEN BY GRACE WOMACK.

PRODUCED BY JASON WYATT AND GRACE WOMACK.