A little part of me thinks you're crazy.
I like that part of you.
Cause that's the part that loves me.
I feel like I'm running out of things to say.
I'd say I'm getting used to this, but my actions betray me.
I'd say you're a fool, but you'd tell me to hush.
I'd say I'm fine, but you know when I'm lying.
I'd say I'm smiling right now, and you'd know that I am.
I'd say I love you, but I've told you before.
Minty, I thought you said you wouldn't check.
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