I'm usually really good with words, but with you I can't find the right ones. It's hard for me to explain the way you make me feel because it's all brand new. And while I'm at least trying to put the words together, you always just label me crazy.
Crazy when you just don't want to listen to me because you're scared.
Crazy when you try to push me away and I stand my ground.
Crazy when I work my ass off and become "too mature."
Crazy when I let my hair down, act my age, and become "too immature."
Crazy when you're the one that's a complete a**hole.
Crazy when you're the one that calls at night.
Crazy when I do anything to spend time with you.
Crazy when I would do anything to see you smile.
Crazy when you're the one who needs constant reassurance that I have feelings for you.
Crazy when you're the one who settled for less than you deserve.
But so what if I'm crazy; at least I'm crazy because I'm crazy in love with you.