𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕀𝕤 𝔸 𝔹𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥, 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝔽𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕀𝕥 𝔸𝕟𝕪𝕨𝕒𝕪

[Verse 1] She threw a shoe, I ducked with grace, Now it’s hangin’ on my trophy case. We fight like cats in a pillow sack, But I keep on comin’ back. She’s moody, broody, sassy, and loud, Her eye roll could humble a crowd. But she made me soup when I had the flu, And cussed at me 'cause I ate junk food. [Chorus] Love ain’t easy, it’s a four-wheeled clown car, Crashin’ through walls with emotional scars. But I'd rather ride it with her at the wheel, Than cruise all alone with a heart I can’t feel. Yeah, love’s a beast, but I feed it anyway— With coffee, forgiveness, and tacos on Tuesday. [Verse 2] She said I snore like a rusty train, I said she talks through every campaign. We bicker 'bout dishes and thermostat wars, But make up like teens behind closed doors. She loves true crime, I like cartoons, She sings off-key, but it’s always in tune. We argue ‘bout nothing till 2 a.m.— Then fall asleep holdin’ hands again. [Chorus] Love ain’t tidy, it’s a sock in the blender, An awkward dance with a passionate sender. But I’d trip through this mess just to hear her say, “You’re an idiot... but you’re mine, okay?” Yeah, love’s a beast, but I feed it anyway— With late-night snacks and “I’m sorry” bouquets. [Bridge – half-whispered like a confession in church] We’ve broken lamps, we’ve fixed each other, Taught lessons like stubborn lovers. She’s my storm and I’m her flood, But we bloom wild in all that mud. [Final Chorus] Love ain’t perfect, it’s a sitcom gone rogue, A rom-com with bloopers they never showed. But it’s real, it’s raw, it’s mine and it’s hers— Even with eye rolls and sarcastic slurs. Yeah, love’s a beast, but I feed it each day— With a stubborn smile and the words, “Okay, babe.” [Outro – softly, like a lullaby sung by a raccoon in a dumpster] It’s worth the fights, the flaws, the fray... Love ain’t easy—but I wouldn’t want it any other way.