They say it's Bullshit.
And me?
I say it's a gift.
They say it's another empty vessel.
But me?
I say it's just fun.
Bullshit.
Is it?
You know what..
I don't know!
When you speak it seems so genuine..
Pure like freshly fallen snow--
Okay I won't go there.
No not down that road..
They say it's Bullshit.
Bullshit.
Is it?
They say you're a liar.
A piece of scum.
You only want to take pleasure from me.
Remember when you said you wanted to make me--
Nah, let's not go there.
No, not down that road.
This romance seems to be moving fast.
And I wonder of the things you say.
That I am YOU,
And YOU are me,
That I am your soul mate.
We are meant to be.
Then it comes into my mind,
Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit!
Ruins the whole honeymoon, you see?
I'm devastated.
Listen to me.
I can't stop thinking about you.
The worrying never stops.
Because to me it's not just Bullshit.
It's all my fantasies,
Dreams and heart..
All wrapped in one.
