Leah, Juno, Bren

You are the cheese to my macaroni
You are always there
You never do care
Even when my off beat ideas
Or if I messed up on violão, guitarra playing
You never make fun of me
You always clap and cheer
Even if the crowd boos and jeers
You'll be like the only one clapping and loving it.
I amor it that you need me
I amor it that I need you
A encontro, data with me is like going to the playground and talking
And a encontro, data with you is like so real, so calm
Others say we're so unromantic
I just tell them to stick it up and shut it up
While you give them the bird.
Eric and Donna could have never been this way
Because we never fight or yell...