My love for you is like a red red rose,
The very look of you makes me feel gross.
Sometimes I wish you'll fall down the stairs,
Break your neck,
And never come back.(Just thinking, I'm not that bad.)

My heart melts when I'm with you,
Cos I will be drowning in my fear.
I think about you every day
Which is why people think I'm gay.
"You are beautiful, it's true"
Whoever said that is a big fool

Sometimes when you appear in my dreams,
It makes me want to scream.

As far as you've come.
I still think you're a lump
Though my dreams may come through one day,
It'll probably be when my hair has turned gray.