Me, you,
Fish and chips for two,
Just us; him and I
It's crazy, I feel so high
This love is bad news
But I've never cared less
Cus this feeling in my brain
Tells me to confess
So here are the words
I never said
Those little things
That got trapped in my head
Your laugh, your eyes, your dimples
If only you were able to see
I'm the luckiest guy alive,
You're just so perfect to me
I'm so grateful
That you chose me
So we could be here, eating fish and chips,
On a Friday, at quarter to three.
