You can say that I'm one curly fry in the box of the regular. Messing with the flavor oh the flavor that you savor. Saving me for last but you better not eat me at all.
Well honey I love you. Too much. I need your loving. Too much. . Want the thrill of. Your touch. Gee I can't love. Too much. . You do all the living. While I do all the giving.
Honey, I love you too much. Need your lovin' too much. Want the thrill of your touch. Gee, I can't love you too much. You do all the livin'. While I do all the givin'.
Maybe i should have more patience. A paradox posing as a problem. A wash in this sea of nonsense. Spun around and right back again. I want too much. I tell you.