You're not the sweet boy I wanted,
But you aren't always the bad boy you claim to be.
You can good when you want to.
At the same time, you can be evil, very evil.

You keep staring at me with those brown eyes,
And I think they're filled with love.
But that crazed edge in them
Gives me goosebumps.

I know if we confess,
You'll love me alright.
But how long will it last,
This, I'm not sure of.

If I gave you my heart,
I know you'll break it.
If I'm also half as crazy as you are,
I'll take the risk and do it.