inadequance of creativity

Sometimes its black
Sometimes its white
Sometimes he's wrong
Sometimes i'm right
Sometimes we talk about it or we figure it out
But then i just changed my mind
Sometimes he's hot
Sometimes i'm cold
Sometimes my head wants to explode
But when i think about it i'm so in like with him
Every other time

i actually thought really hard of what to replace that second last line with. but i really couldn't come up with anything. and i hate it when people say they're in "like". it sounds gay. and it's just gay. so excuse my inadequance of creativity.