He called eighteen times the first day
He left over twenty-seven text messages
He filled your inbox with one-line random thoughts
He brought you flowers after looking up
Where you worked
What part of crazy don't you understand?
If he weren't cute
You wouldn't be calling him charming
You'd be calling him a stalker
The only difference between charming and stalking
Is how cute the crazy is
But guess what?
You can dress crazy up all you want
But it still smells like crazy
And it still lives in Crazy Town
You know who the cutest guy on any block is?
The one with the bodies stuffed underneath his tool shed
And the one who coaches little league
Honey, what part of crazy don't you understand?
I got some bad news for you
So you better start calling me Jane Pauley
There ain't no way to uncrazy somebody
You can pill 'em up
You can send 'em to a shrink
You can think about how to change them
But crazy is crazy
And there ain't no such thing as uncrazy
Once you're gone
You're gone
And that man left
A few years ago
So tell me
What part of crazy don't you understand?
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