Girl: do you think Im pretty?
Boy: no
Girl: Do you like me?
Boy No
Girl: Do you want to be with me forever?
Boy No:
Girl: If I walk away, will you cry?
Boy: No
She had heard to much
She needed to leave
As she walked away
He grabbed her arm
And told her to stay
He said...
Boy:
You're not pretty, you're beautiful
I don't like you, I love you
I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever
And I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die.