i'm not out, i'm in, i'm so in its humiliating because here I am begging.
your choice, its simple, her or me, and i'm sure she's really great.
but, i love you. in a really really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window. unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you.
so pick me, choose me, love me.