--if men are from mars, why can't we send them back?

Wrote a note and you sent it through your best friend,
It was cute; couldn't give it me in person,
Asked me if I would go with you to Canters,
I said yes though it wasn't to my standards.


And though,
You're talking to me softly,
Can't know,
Tomorrow you will call me,
And just in case you leave me after all,
I'll be saying...

I want you now, I won't recover,
If you're untrue, I will remember,
It's you I gave all of myself,
Nobody else.


Later on we were talking and you charmed me,
Sign me up, I'm enlisting in your army,
Swept me off my eyes and undercovers,
Close to you and I didn't want another.


And so to ensure your behavior,
You're gonna have to sign a waiver,
So since all my doubt has gone away,
I won't now or ever will be saying...


I want you now, I won't recover,
If you're untrue, I will remember,
It's you I gave all of myself,
Nobody else.


Me, KittyKat, half of Darren. :)


Bianca and I. I think my fingers grew or something?
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Oh, and read the lyrics above. It's so what's going on right now.

"And to ensure your behavior,
You're gonna have to sign a waiver..."

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And Merry Christmas, everyone. :) More later.