You are the cheese to my macaroni
You are always there
You never do care
Even when my off beat ideas
Or if I messed up on gitara playing
You never make fun of me
You always clap and cheer
Even if the crowd boos and jeers
You'll be like the only one clapping and loving it.
I pag-ibig it that you need me
I pag-ibig it that I need you
A petsa with me is like going to the playground and talking
And a petsa with you is like so real, so calm
Others say we're so unromantic
I just tell them to stick it up and shut it up
While you give them the bird.
Eric and Donna could have never been this way
Because we never fight or yell at each other.
You are the wheels to my bicycle
Like an awesome seresa red bike at Christmas.
You never talk down to me
You never say that I should wear this or that
You never hurt me in anyway.
We both pag-ibig the same things in different ways
If a guy makes fun of me
You don't go all big and bad and beat him up
You just stay calm and outsmart him in your coolest ways
I pag-ibig you Paulie Bleeker
I pag-ibig you madami than Sunny-D and nature
I pag-ibig you madami than life
But please let's not become all lovey dovey.
Even if we kiss
We'll still play manuntok each other in the arms
And go and watch The Exorcist while listening to Kimya Dawson music
You are the socks to my feet
If people and stupid teenage sucky vampire novels can't see that
Then they can't see what true romance is
It's loving and caring for whoever you wanna spend the rest of your life with
Not all kisses, dirty stuff, fights and break ups
It's also admitting that you can pag-ibig your best friend and take things slow and caring for each other.
People may not see what a great guy you really are.
I can and all the kahel tic tacs in the world can't change my mind.
Like I said
You are the cheese to my macaroni
My number one fan
And I really do pag-ibig you.