There's nothing to like about you
The way you walk screams boastfulness
The way you talk lacks tack
There's nothing I could possibly like about you
Sure, your face looks fine enough
But your personality not so much
I swear there's nothing I like about you
Though sometimes I get nervous when you're near
And there are times when my heart skips a beat or two
There's nothing, absolutely nothing I could have liked about you
Yet, I think I'm starting to
My heart have chosen you so what could I do?
