You looked at me and thought that of love i was't capable,
and when i said "i love you," you said love is for birds what have i got to bring to the table.
Now that we hooked up,
every conversation heats up.
One minutes you are smiling at me,
another minute you are mad at me.
Is this how you want us to be?
even when i promised that changing things we will.
Being in love will drive me crazy,
because each day i'm busy,
trying to figure out how to make you happy.
Because all i want is for you to be happy.
It hurts to make you mad,
for i'm the one who gets sad.
I hate it when you cry,
although being strong for you i'll try.
Please forgive my insensitivity towards you,
for i never meant to offend you.
I thought that the reason for my asking was to know,
but how to make you understand i don't know.
So will you please understand my weakness?
for that will be the remedy for my sickness.