If I tell you a secret, promise not to run your mouth. You see, I've kept my trap shut for about one week now. Well, if this is it I'm gonna go out with a bang lest a whimper and shoot from the hip with a fair and honest answer: May you come true to come around and let everyone down with me? You see, I've got plans and they don't involve a single friend here to which you've got friends in which your plans will rest for years and years. Because Kelly had you pegged (or at least your motives) from the start, when everything you said misled my upright but hopeless heart. May you come true and come around to hurt this town with me because THIS is what happens when everybody's best friend confesses feelings for me on a sunset Walnut Street balcony.
Well I'm gonna be sorry and make you see that you're gonna be sorry you messed with me. You messed with me.