I mean you can't just go up to somebody and say "I love you"
The funny thing about love is the fact that you can't control it.
The person becomes yours.
When I first felt love,
I couldn't understand it. I really couldn't.
Facing my dark night every day was a permanent mask of pain.
Then one day, I got a big bang out of the fact that we kissed. I almost jumped
Up and kissed him again, I really did.
I couldn't understand it, I really couldn't.
Then he broke to pieces, what a phony.
Leaving me in a pile of dust...
That killed me, it really did.
That's the whole trouble, you can't ever stop loving your best friend.
But I don't feel like going into it if you want to know the truth.