I N F A T U A T I O N I N F A T U A T I O N I N F A T U A T I O N I N F A T U A T I O N
I got little problem that I cannot control You put my heart in but now it's on parole You thought that you had left me alone in the But I saw you and my dead started up again
I do not you I do not you I just the way you walk The way you The way you talk, oh,
And I let go got a hold on me Woah, A flight to insecurity And I let go And making me lose my grip on reality
I N F A T U A T I O N I N F A T U A T I O N
You said that you loved me but was long ago And if I asked you out again, would you say no? Is your heart filled up ice, is your glare still cold Or have you changed your mind Then filled it up with
I do not you I do not you I just the way you walk The way you The way you talk, oh,
And I let go got a hold on me Woah, A midnight to insecurity And I let go And she's making me my grip on reality
I N F A T U A T I O N I N F A T U A T I O N
Because you do not love me doesn't mean I Don't cast my heart away it's all that I've got I've got this little that I cannot control You put my heart in jail but now it's on
I do not you I do not you I like the way you walk The way you The way you talk, oh,
And I let And I let
And I let go Infatuation's got a on me And I let go A midnight to insecurity
And I let go Infatuation's got a on me And I let go A midnight flight to