Lyrics I Love The Way You Like - The Key of Awesome

I 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 this spitball
She should know that it means the same thing, after all
I threw glue at her just to get a reaction
She was a distraction from addition & fractions
I drew a picture of her 'cause I thought she was neat
We’ve always been close 'cause we have assigned seats
I’ll never forget when I past her that note
'Cause she checked the box 'yes' and that’s all that she wrote
From then it was great and we had a playdate
we played house and she made me a fake play-dough steak
And today I saw something I’ll never forget
She was playing and laying with Kyle in the ballpit
I started to cry and lie 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 busy day
You stole my heart and you stole my bike
That’s alright because I love the way you like
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 backtrack
to the day before they made me sit in the corner
This feels like a 3rd grade restraining order
I knew that I loved you at first but I farted
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
But I felt bad and returned it while you were busy napping
We’re together again it’s just like it never happened
I dressed up as Weasley and you were Hermione
You said you had spells that could make me less whiney
You carved 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 playing
I guess that’s why they’re called board 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 alright I know you are but what am I?
I know you thought I wouldn’t mind