You knew I was a mess from the start, but that didn't stop you from ******* with my heart, whatever I had
Left of it anyways... Told me pretty lies, looked me straight in the eyes those sad brown eyes the ones you told me were so beautiful, your favorite thing.  but what about that bright blue eyed girl? The one you told the same lies to or was it the green eyed girl too? But point is you said you liked storms but you always loved sunshine more, honey you knew I was much more than a storm when you told me you loved me.