Both, Always Take Both

Ryan is younger, and Robert is older.
Ryan is cuter, but Robert is stronger.
Ryan is more… I don't know, self-assured.
Robert is wiser, as he's more mature.
Ryan is healthier-looking, and taller,
Robert is dangerous, a rock'n'roller.
Both of them make my heart beat so much faster…
Choosing between them is – urgh! – a disaster!
Ryan's the guy you can bring home to dinner:
He's the most charming, he's clearly a winner.
Anyone's parents will certainly swoon,
Asking, “So when is the wedding? Quite soon?”
Robert? A totally different story.
He is the one who will fill you with worry.
He's the most reckless, the mover, the shaker,
And above all, he's the worst trouble-maker.
Oh, if I could – yes, I'll swear under oath, -
I would most certainly go out with them both.
There's just one problem. It's easy to spot.
They live in Hollywood, and I do not.
There in the La La Land my Ryan croons,
There as the Iron Man Robert fights goons.
Which one's the best? Does it really matter?
None is for me, and I should know better.
But in my dreams, which are sweeter than wine,
Both of them are undeniably mine.