She wants to know how much I love her
But baby my love can be scaled
Trying to count the array of numbers
Would be like damning yourself to hell
A number between one and ten just doesn't compare
My love would disfigure the scale
Twisting it like molten metal
Turning it inside out
I would break it like a glass coffee ***
I love you to the point it hurts
Like I stepped on a rusted nail
My love has me chasing you like a dog after its tail
A infinite number
The back trail of it gets lost like colors we can't see
So if your looking for a number  
Sorry but my love can't be put on a scale