You′d expect me to say something good about the boy who change my life
You'd expect me to spill about the night of our first kiss
You′d expect all the details
He's cynical but incredible
And his smile's saved in my mind for rainy days
He′s beautiful but impossible
And I get shivers when he looks my way
You′d expect him to comment on the ways I think and act
But if you asked for his input
He'd just laugh and say I′m: