Crazy

January 7, 2015

I'm crazy to like him

I'm crazy to love him

Crazy is my name he calls me when I'm bad

He's crazy to put up with me

I'm crazy to stay

All I do is feel crazy when he says hey

to the girl down the street

I'm in a daydream

But I scream when he hits

I think I'm crazy

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