Once, I heard a beautiful man crooning about a beautiful girl
Bruno Mars was singing about how perfect this woman was
And she didn't even know
He loved everything
Her laugh, her lips
Every bit of her
I thought, "Who wouldn't want to be sung something like that?"
To be loved like that has to be such a gift
So secure
Unlike anything I've ever known
It sounded like the perfect song until Mary talked about it

She said that it was just what a girl wanted to hear
Who wouldn't want to feel so loved that everything about them was perfect to someone else?
The answer: no one
Every person alive would like to experience someone loving them like that
It's what we would all like to hear

And that's the thing
It's what we WANT
Wants aren't always reality
But I'd never really thought about it until then

Mary made me cynical.
Her version of why the song was written completely changed my view on it
And men in general
I didn't believe anyone could really love like that
But then you came.
For a little while, you seemed like the kind of guy who could sing that song
And mean it
I thought you loved me like that

You changed my mind
You made me believe
Mary made me cynical and disbelieving

But you proved her point.