You wanted a love poem,
Something sweet, from me to you,
But I'm not really feeling it, you see?
Sure, sure, you swept me off my feet,
And let me fall straight on my ass
Sure, sure, you can be sweet,
But even candy can go bad.
Sure, sure, I love you too,
But don't you know me at all?
Sure, sure, I think about you,
But not as much as you think of yourself,
Sure, sure, I'm sorry,
But love poems and me really just clash