Love? Yup.

I told you...
I like this boy, more than you think.
I've got myself wrapped up... too far.
Too deep.
I asked you....
would you say?
And you said.

And you know what.
Now I know,
I'm holding on...
I can't let go..
I can't let him go.

I told you...
I like this boy, more than you think.
But you took a chance,
and made that mistake.
That mistake will be the end of us.

You took those pictures,
said those things.
Going back on your word?
Never, you said, never.
You lied.
You lied.

Manic depressive, no.
In need of therapy, no.
In love.

Uh-huh.
Definatley.