Tate McRae, Khalid - working

It's a feeling that I can't explain
That I miss you more when I'm away
And I swear I've been counting the days (Oh, ooh-ooh)
But when you're here, I think I need some space
What's sure, we always had good conversations, oh we used to
But I haven't been serious since high school
Maybe I'm the one to blame (Blame)
Mm-hmm
But in real life it's not the same, no, oh