piece of my puzzle

talkinq to you makes it harder to breath
words dont ever seem to come out riqht
and i thnk im pretty much makinq a fool of myself
buh that never really matters because you see me
you see beyond the wall i put up
wen im around yu my body seems to qet tense
and i qet butterflies that make me want to explode
and my body seems to shake
buh all of that doesnt matter because yu see beyond the nervous looks
you see me like no one can like no one before
you make me see life and love and
it doesnt matter that yur exactly the same way i am
because we fit like the last piece of my puzzle

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and it never matterd wah yu sed or if yu ment it or not
because none of that chanqes how i felt