*The person I'm speaking about may love pancakes *

<3 <3

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh no no

I said, "baby I think about you all the time",

And he said, "well, that's nice, I think about you sometimes",

I'm like, "what's this "sometimes" stuff?"

Don't you know it's hyperbolic love?

He said, "well, okay, I'll say what you want",

And I'm like, no!, what counts is the thought,

You didn't even think of me every day and night,

He said, "well I had to work, but I tried"

I'm like no work, no sleep, no eat

Just think think think about meee

He says for crying outloud

My love is true reality not lore,

I'm like, yeah but that's a bore

I want the whole package, the fantasy,

Forget real love...

Gimme hyperbole

He said, "you're being silly baby",

And I'm like, "yeah, so? Maybe"

Maybe I want my shimmery knight in armor,

Not an overall wearing, mundane farmer

I need suspenders instead,

"I love those", and they're so cute,

And he was like "shoot, you've said",

I say, "well get it through your head"

Don't ever forget, even wear them in bed

I'd wear them in a coffin,

They look cute on women,

Okay, well that's a tangent and the point is,

I want to hear I'm the best batter mix,

The apple of your eye, the pancake of delight

I'm like no work, no sleep, no eat

Just think think think about meee

He says for crying outloud

My love is true reality not lore

I'm like, yeah but that's a bore

I want the whole package, the fantasy,

Forget real love...

Gimme hyperbole

Hehehehehehehee

Hi hi hyperboleee

Oh oh oh oh

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