Who the hell do you think you are?
You bound into my life by chance
With a smile and god-awful hair
That somehow looks right only on you.

Who the hell do you think you are?
You occupy my thoughts constantly
Everything you say is stored in my mind
Everything you do affects me in some way.

Why the hell are you still in my head?
I hate and I love you all in the same day
I want to be around you all the time
Want to talk to you about anything and everything.

My friends say I'm in love.
I say I'm not.
They say I talk about you all the time.
Okay, maybe I do.
I've never felt these things before so maybe it's true
Maybe...maybe I'm in love...
With You.