“You told me I was making you crazy last night," he reminds me, drawing me out of my thoughts, back to a present I'm uncertain of."You are, Chris.""Well, you are making me crazy, too.""Is this supposed to be making me feel better?”

“Are you crazy? The last thing you want to do is make a scene." "Well, I'm gonna make a movie if you don't show me some respect.”

“Braden: "How do you do that?"Laura: "Do what?"Braden: "Make me crazy with just a kiss. It makes me feel like I'm sixteen.”

“Yo make me smile like the sun, fall out of bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head, spin like a record, crazy on a sunday night. You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breath, shine like gold, buzz like a bee. Just the thought of you can drive me mad. Oh you make me smile”

“You make me smile like the sun, fall out bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head. Spin like a record crazy on a sunday night. You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breath, shine like the sun buzz like a bee, just the thought of you can drive me wild. Oh you make me smile. -Uncle Kracker-”

“I hate that you do this to me. I hate how crazy you make me. I hate you! - Wendy”