Date night has never been so romantic before,
But this love affair has caused too much trouble.
As I’m walking up straight to your door,
I ask myself why is it the woman putting the effort?

I say “knock knock”, you say “Who’s there?”
Like I’m a mere stranger,
you cruel boy you don’t care- you say it as a joke,
I don’t understand a thing about this bloke.

And I know this is one of a hundred scenarios,
Even platonically, honestly, we don’t make a half decent duo.
But maybe if you would just pull me to the side,
Ask maybe if I’m alright, I would be able to sleep at night.

Because it’s all about mind games and love affairs,
Lust races and Cupid flying in the air.
These sentiments I have don’t feel too right,
But the movies I watch at...