Love the way you like

Just gonna ride past you on my bike
That’s alright because I’m not sure who I like
Why did you give me an Indian burn
I told the Principal because it really hurt
You’re such a stupid jerk

I can’t tell her that I like her I can only shoot her with a spitball
She should know it means the same thing after all
I threw glue at her just to get a reaction
She was a distraction from addition and fractions
Drew a you a picture of her cus I thought she was neat
We’ve always been close ’cause we have assigned seats
I’ll never forget when I passed her that note
She checked the box yes and that’s all that she wrote
From then it was great and we had a play date
We played House and she made me a fake play dough steak
The next day I saw something that I’ll never forget
She was playing and laying with Kyle in the ball pit
I started to cry and lay down on the floor I said
you’re a fartface I don’t like you no more
I want you out of my heart but you’re stuck like a splinter
Goodbye, my mom’s calling me for dinner

You said mean things and you ran away
That’s okay it must’ve been opposite day
You stole my heart and you stole my bike
That’s alright because I love the way you like
I love the way you like

Now, I apologize for wiping boogers on your jacket and backpack
I wish that I didn’t I wish that I could back track
To the day before they made me sit in the corner
This feels like a third grade restraining order
I knew that I loved you at first but I fought it
My heart was a kickball then you suddenly caught it
I’m sorry but there’s something I must confess
It was me who ripped off your Nintendo DS
I felt bad and returned it while you were busy nappin’
We’re together again it’s just like it never happened
I dressed up like Weasly and you were Hermoine
You said you had spells that could make me less whiny
You colored inside of the lines of my heart
Cause you opened me up and then you cut a fart in my heart
I’m so bored with this game that we’re playin
I guess that’s why they call em bored games

Well I am rubber and you are glue
Words bounce off of me and then stick on to you
Did you just call me a doo doo pie
That’s all right. I know you are, but what am I?
I know you are, but what am I?