All I know is fighting.

I’ll do what it takes to win you back.

On my knees I’ll be, for your parents to be happy.

You’ll be glad to know when you left it didn’t break my heart, it broke my torso.

I won’t say he doesn’t like you but no one will love you like I do. Don’t dare say I had no care.

The atrocity of our animosity is at it’s end.

Let’s begin again. Start as friends with your hand in my hand.