You make me feel like sixth grade.
Enjoying you with no effort and no strings attached.
I just want to know if I can borrow a pencil,
and I’d like for that to turn into us getting married.
I want to sit next to you at lunch, because you’re the most special thing next to tater tots.
You make me smile alot.
I’ll let you know everything, except that you make my heart stop.
In a world where all eyes are on me, you’re the only one I want to look.
Sign my yearbook, so that I’ve got your ink forever.