I dont know what this means, but its about god damn time I learn it.
After the first twenty times, I stopped laying down when you were screaming at the top of your lungs and started fighting right back.
Yeah, I do love you- against how it seems. But that doesn't necessarily mean theres any less of a chance I'll leave you. Because while I love you right now, I won't love you forever. Soon enough, I'll get tired of your empty promises and over jealously.
You say you love me, but how do you show it.
Thats common morals, sir. And bullshit when you push it on me.