Windmills

For the record, I don't like you I just think you're fine as hell Treat my heart and emotions like a crutch For your broken leg, i have no one to tell Sore throat, tell me your remedies Your home made love only i was suppose to know Only i was suppose to feel Why did you make me feel like this shit was real Big boy pants, but still a baby for you Another heartbreak, falling once again with no support For the record, i don't like you I just liked how you made me feel Brag about you to all my friends Hopeless romantic, they call me lover boy But for real for real, i don't like you I'm just infatuated Your spell still lingers, i'll check up on you later Where's the damn ice cream Love cost more than $1.25, i'm broke