She's beautiful
I know that.
She's cute
I know that one, too.

Stop saying all these things
About her.
I know all of them.
But either way I'll choose you.

Why?
Oh, you know why.
Beauty
Is temporary.
I don't need a cutie
Because I already have you, clumsy.

I don't need perfection
Your flaws are acceptable
I don't need her attention
I only need yours.

You have your flaws
They're all cute to me.
You're not perfect
And that's beautiful to me.

So, my heart has decided
That
It wants you and it really, really
Really, really, really wants you.
Therefore
I have no choice
But to choose you,
My love.