Your smart comments, Your cocky ways
Your big ego, Your arrogant phase
I don't like you, not even a little
In fact I hate you, Cut my heart right through the middle
Your nick name, Your crazy friends
Your bad attitude, or nice - it all depends
I still don't like you, well, maybe just a little
I don't hate you, and that makes me feel brittle
Your husky voice, your piercing eyes
Your honesty, our daily car rides
I've grown to like you, maybe more than a little
More than I want to , more than I can handle
Your soft touch, Your mesmerizing kiss
The way you say my name, make my heart skip
I like you a lot, so much more than a little
In fact I love you, you play my heart like a fiddle lo
I love you, from my core to my middle
I love you, so much more than a little
