Just a rubbish poem... If you were with me I'd forget to call and keep the plans we'd made But you'd always be in my thoughts. I'd look at other girls, joke around, and flirt But I'd go home with you at the end of the night and be glad. I'd start fights with you just for the hell of it But I'd always say sorry by the end of the day. I'd go out with mates and not answer my phone But I'd much rather be at home with you. I'd get blind drunk and throw up on your floor But I'd hold you hair back and clean you up when you did the same thing. I'd snore and keep you awake all night But I'd let you sleep in while I watched you and felt lucky to have you. I'd make fun of your taste in TV But I'd watch it with you without complaining. I'd be thoughtless and moody and weak But I'd be braver than a lion in defense of you. I wouldn't give you the world But you'd be the centre of mine.