We’re going like horses on a carousel, we keep rounding. Everyone thinks that we’re perfect, but you know the truth, we’re not. Tell me, please, what can I do to make it all feel better?  I know you better than anyone else. It’s not like I’m asking to be your wife, I just want to fix the things. But maybe you don’t want the things to get better, maybe I’m just a silly girl trying to fix silly boys.That’s my mistake… I should’ve never said the word love.