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ch. Am I in love, or just falling apart? Could it be true, or am I in for some broken hearts? Oh, some want to break me, and some want to take me But she seems sweet like fresh chocolat cay-kee. (x2) v1. She seems to console me, when net punks troll me. She just talks me down; she doesn't have to hold me. She always has my back, like she's Akiba@Deep. She always keeps my secrets, not a peep to my peeps, Or atleast that how seems, but I'm always paranoid: Am I just getting played? Am I just another toy? In the box that she rocks, is it all just talk? Build up me like Lego Blocks, just leave me cold-clocked? Chatting with me on Skype, just to get me more hyped Just to drop me on my head, when my cabeza's ripe? That'd be crazily cruel, but you know I'm just a fool, Never enrolled in school, to work out love's rules. Super difficult for me, I'm such a n00b and a pup, But when it comes to love, I hope "The Only Way Is Up." So I'll buy her warm gloves, and other things that she needs Give what her she wants too, though it means I might bleed. Letras de canciones(ch.) v2. But I always feel guilty, cause as an otaku I'm never flush with money, yeah I always rock through The cash in my pocket, faster than a space rocket That's going light speed, yeah I never seem to sock it Away in the bank, so when I tryed dating I always had to go Dutch, so I'm sure she'd be hating The fact I can't support her, cause I'm just a net reporter And that's volunteer work; yeah, I never make a quarter. And the DVDs I watch, wouldn't be good gift I mean She-Ra and He-man, would be a short shrift And I'd sell it up on EBay, but I'd feel like a jerk To calously auction off, BCI's hard work Just so I can front / like I am a better guy Than I really am, plus I'd be living a lie Besides I'm still naive, when it comes to trust Yeah, I guess for me to date / would be too unjust (ch.)x2 From Letras Mania