I'm a star, I got astronomers tryna get a closeup...
I know it's probably going to happen again.
And I know I'm going to end up letting it.
But please.
I wish it would just...
I don't even know.
There's nothing to happen.
I just wish you wouldn't go back and forth so much.
Make up your mind, on me?
I enjoy myself with you.
I like talking to you.
But the two different ways you are?
Make it hard for me.
Open up?
Also, girl, you are full of surprises.