I think it’s the way you walk through the door,
or maybe it’s that ridiculous smile of yours
Actually maybe it’s the way you make me laugh
and stupidly tease on my behalf
No wait, I think it’s how my name sits in your mouth,
despite the many times I told you to take it out
That really makes me question your audacity,
because how dare you actually?
What makes you think you have the right
to make me feel like the only girl in sight
Because even if you were the last boy on earth
Would our story be of any worth?
Truthfully you confuse me, you confuse me a lot
because of all the people out there (precisely eight billion the last time I checked)
you decided that I was the one person worth a shot
How dare you?