” And I know it’s bugged / But I still love you,
Like Whitney loves crack. / Cause for some reason as opposites,
We attract.

And truth be told, / That romantic crap usually doesn’t last.

But what matters most is that / You complement me
Like air through my lungs.

And there are over a trillion nerves / In the central nervous system…
You get on every single one.

You know you do…
But for some reason,

That’s why I love you. “