Everything I Ask For
By the Maine
(Oh my god, thank you all so much! I got such amazing reviews on "A Day Late" and I just love that people really read the stuff I put out there. :D This one's a little more sexual than the other ones, but that's because this song is more sexual than the others. Lol)
Freddie's POV
She takes her time with the little things,
Love notes reminding me.
She wears red when she's feeling so hot.
I have her, but it's all I've got.
I still can't believe, even after all these years, that she's mine. I somehow tamed the wild beast and made her fall in love with me. I'm so lucky. She does things everyday that drives me absolutely crazy, but she's still perfect. She's all mine, and if I lose everything else in my life, all I need is her to keep me going.
She looks best without her clothes.
I know it's wrong, but that's the way it goes.
Hey, I'm a guy. I like the way she looks. Actually, scratch that. I love the way she looks. She's hands-down the prettiest girl I've ever known, much less dated. It's kind of ironic that I call her my blonde-headed demon when she looks like an angel. She jokingly slaps me when I check her out, but I can't help it; my eyes are just drawn to her. I always loved her hair, her face, her curves… then when we'd been together for a while and we took things to the next level, I saw that all the parts of her I hadn't seen yet were just as gorgeous as what I saw everyday. High-five, 14-year-old me!
I don't know what she sees in me,
But I'm happy that she's happy now
That she's with me,
And I'm freaking out,
Because I'm just so lucky.
Not only did I win her over, but I've kept her for this long. We've been together six years. We just graduated college last year and live together now. She really is all mine, and I want it to be that way forever.
Oh she makes me feel like shit,
But I can't get over it.
She's everything I ask for, everything I ask for,
And just a little bit more.
Everything I ask for, everything I ask for,
And so much more.
Yes, she still calls me names on a daily basis, and yes, she still abuses me when she feels like I deserve it. But I'm blind to any bruises or hurt feelings I get from it all. She's all my favorite qualities wrapped up into one woman, and it's all I ever wanted.
She loves music, but she hates my band.
Loves Prince, she's his biggest fan.
She's not big on holding hands,
But that's alright, cuz I've still got her.
She dances around our apartment like a crazy person. She's been jokingly asking me to set up the sound system so she can press a button and play "Random Dancing" whenever she wants. I'm tempted to do it, just because I know it'd make her laugh wildly that I actually did it.
She's also not the PDA type, not that that ever surprised me. Even with her boyfriends before me, she was never very affectionate in public, and I know she was really embarrassed when I kissed her on iCarly when we were at Troubled Waters, even if it did ultimately push us to be a real couple. She looks lovingly at me and sometimes mouths to me that she loves me, maybe even occasionally rubs my back or pulls my arm around her, but that's the most. I don't care if the world can't immediately tell we're together; we're happy even if others don't know, and that's good enough for me. Besides, she can be very affectionate when we're away from the eyes of other people, if you catch my drift.
She keeps up on current affairs.
Prada is what she wears.
I don't know what she sees in me,
But I'm happy that she's happy, yeah,
And that she's with me,
And I'm freaking out because I'm just so lucky.
Yeah, I'm sure there are plenty of better-looking guys out there, and I'm not a saint or anything, but she still likes me. AHAHAHAHA! Hear that, guys who drool over her? She's mine, guys! I got her! I don't know how, but I did, and who am I to object to her decision?
Fist fights turn into sex.
I wonder what comes next.
She loves to always keep me guessing.
I'm on the edge of my seat every second, and I never know what's coming next. Will she hate me or love me today? When she comes to wake me up, will she slap me and yell at me or will she kiss my neck and rub herself against me? I won't complain about anything, because I know she does it all out of genuine love. She bruises me to mark me as her own. She kisses me and makes love to me tenderly to remind me why I want her to be the woman I wake up to everyday for the rest of my life.
And she won't give it up
And we both know it's because
Oh she makes me feel like shit,
But I can't get over it.
She's everything I ask for, everything I ask for,
And just a little bit more.
Everything I ask for, everything I ask for,
And just a little bit more.
Everything I ask for, everything I ask for,
And so much more.
Everything I ask for, everything I ask for,
And so much more.
She's perfect, and she's mine. I now give you permission to be jealous.