För kaxigt att hålla tal om mig till honom?

Jag vill gärna hålla ett tal till min man, men eftersom jag är en storbölare så är det inte riktigt genomförbart.... :) Funderar därför på om jag kan översätta den här favorittexten och läsa den för honom istället? Den är ju väldigt ironisk, och jag vet inte om det är ok att jag håller ett tal om MIG till HONOM? :) Kontentan av låten är ju att jag älskar honom för att han älskar alla sidor av mig... :) Vad tycker ni? "Everything" I can be an asshole of the grandest kind I can withhold like it's going out of style I can be the moodiest baby and you've never met anyone Who is as negative as I am sometimes I am the wisest woman you've ever met. I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected. I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen And you've never met anyone Who's as positive as I am sometimes. You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can't relate And you're still here I blame everyone else, not my own partaking My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating I'm terrified and mistrusting And you've never met anyone as, As closed down as I am sometimes. You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can't relate And you're still here What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go I'm the funniest woman that you've ever known I'm the dullest woman that you've ever known I'm the most gorgeous woman that you've ever known And you've never met anyone Who is as everything as I am sometimes You see everything (you see everything), you see every part (you see every part ) You see all my light (you see all my light) and you love my dark (and you love my dark ) You dig everything (you dig everything) of which I'm ashamed (of which I'm ashamed) There's not anything (there's not anything) to which you can't relate (to which you can't relate) And you're still here (You see everything, you see every part) And you're still here (You see all my light and you love my dark) And you're still here (You dig everything of which I'm ashamed) (There's not anything to which you can't relate) And you're still here...