Aivan Karade Am I Over-Analyzing My Relationship? Therapy Rizz

We’re sitting at the bar, the lighting is dim
I’m trying to flirt, but it’s looking real grim
You haven't asked my sign or my favorite song
You’ve been analyzing my posture all night long

You say I’m defensive, my arms are crossed tight
You’re doing shadow work on a Saturday night
I’m dressed to the nines, I’m pouring the wine
And you’re asking to unpack my whole timeline


You’re fluent in boundaries, you’ve read all the books
But you’re missing the point of these lingering looks
We’re not in a clinic, we’re out on a date
Can we stop processing before it gets late?

You’ve got that therapy rizz, talking about your inner child
While the world outside is going totally wild
You’re checking my triggers and you’re holding the space
But I just wanna see the look on your face

You diagnosed my texts as avoidant by noon
Said we’re trauma-bonding way under the moon
You’re filtering red flags, you’re playing it safe
Turning this spark into a regulated space
It’s impressive, I swear, you’re so self-aware
But I’m looking for a mess, I’m looking for a dare
I don't need a breakthrough, I don't need a cure
I just need a feeling that’s a little less pure

[The bassline gets heavier, a seductive synth melody weaves in and out]
Let’s make a mistake that we haven't rehearsed
Let’s jump in the water and put the body first
You can analyze the texts when the morning comes through
But tonight I don't want a session, I just want you

You’ve got that therapy rizz, talking about your inner child
While the world outside is going totally wild
You’re checking my triggers and you’re holding the space
But I just wanna see the look on your face

Yeah, you’re holding the space
But are you gonna hold my hand?