My friends tell me that I'm a bit much Asking me why I always gotta be in love But filtering my feelings Only ever seems to be complicating things I, I'm way too forward But I don't want you in doses No sign, no sign of slowing I should hold back, but where's the fun in that? I don't think I do too well Well with moderation, well with moderation I try to control myself But I lack the patience, can't seem to slow the pacing The way I self-sabotage, I got it down to an art I should hold back, but where's the fun in that? I don't think I do too well Well with moderation, well with moderation Too well, oh I Too well, oh I Too well, oh I Too well, Well with Moderation I don't think I do too well Well with moderation, well with moderation I try to control myself But I lack the patience, can't seem to slow the pacing The way I self-sabotage, I got it down to an art I should hold back, but where's the fun in that? I don't think I do too well Well with moderation, well with moderation Too well, oh I Too well, oh I Too well, oh I Too well, Well with Moderation I don't think I do too well Well with moderation, well with moderation I try to control myself But I lack the patience, can't seem to slow the pacing The way I self-sabotage, I got it down to an art I should hold back, but where's the fun in that? I don't think I do too well Well with moderation, well with moderation