And not even because of this Florida heat, shockingly enough.
No, I’m melting on the inside because of this song. It’s making me all tingly-tangly inside and making me reconsider my humorous decision to not date until I’m 30.
And that’s saying a lot. ‘Cause I’m the type of girl who made fun of the song “Hey There, Delilah” whenever it got overplayed on the radio. I’m just not a sucker for cute love songs.
But honestly, this one just makes me turn into a silver blob like I’m Alex Mack from the “The Secret Life of Alex Mack”:
Especially this part,
Him: Do you remember that day you fell outta my window?
Her: I sure do, you came jumping out after me.
Him: Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?
Her: Yes I do.
Him: Well there’s something I never told you about that night.
Her: What didn’t you tell me?
Him: While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you til just now.
Now if you didn’t melt, you just might be a Love Terrorist.