Scott was practicing how he should tell Courtney his feelings for her.
"Courtney, I, how's it going first of all? Good? And for me too, I'm ok. Um..."
Scott: I picked this flower right over there is where it grew
And I don't really like it, but it made me think of you
Because it's pretty
Is what I'm trying to say
And you're also pretty
But I like you anyway
So please accept this flower with its petals and a stem
Which represent my feelings and tells you how- -
"Oh man, I'm in trouble."
When words fail, what will I do?
When words fail, how will she know how I feel?
When words fail, will I fail too?
Hello, fair princess
Oh look, the moon is out tonight
You remind me of that moon because it's big and bright
And by big, I don't mean chubby
Obviously, you're not fat
But you're personality is biggish is what I meant by that
Sorry about that fat thing
I'm on the hefty side myself
I have to blame the gene pool, which reminds me of- -
"Oh, where am I going with this?"
When words fail, what will I do?
When words fail, how will she know how I feel?
When words fail, will I fail too?
Do I have a snowball's chance?
Are my prospects just to grim?
I've spent my life stuck in the mud
Now I'm crawling out on a limb
Scott's face suddenly brightened up and he smiled.
If words fail, she'll know what I mean
If words fail, she'll just take my hand
She sees me like no one else has
If words fail, she'll understand
She'll understand
