Not the Kind of Nothing

I like you too much I like you too little And if you don't believe me You can feel my pulse I'll take you out to lunch I'll read you like a radar If no one's down to [?] We better give them a call You sting like a wasp I'll bite like a critter Take your picture 'Cause you're making all the birds chirp [?] my heart And live more like a sinner I like you 'cause you're Not the kind of nothing I know Not the kind of nothing I know The feeling white hot, or colder, ice circle I see you when you stop the car around the window [?] I'll meet you in the middle I'll take you to the dance if ya wanna go Like a hot knife you cut through butter I flutter, when we talk I make you stutter [?] my heart And live more like a sinner I like you 'cause you're Not the kind of nothing I know Not the kind of nothing I know Not the kind of nothing I know Not the kind of nothing I know Not the kind of nothing I know Not the kind of nothing I know Ah yeah, yeah yeah Not the kind of nothing I know Ooh, oh, oh Not the kind of nothing I know Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Not the kind of nothing I know