Imagine if you will, a stupid man. A man so abysmally (spelling?) unintelligent that his scalp gets hot when he wonders what he's thinking.
This man is in love, and has some surprising conceptions about what love is, how you know you're in love, and about statistics regarding homosexuality. I'm not kidding.
But remember, this is, at its heart, a love song. Unrequited love. Can you blame her? no.