Someone invent me a medicine, somebody get me a pillMy heart is over the speed limit, hundred and ten at the wheelI'm so obsessed, can't leave your bed againI do not get like this usually, butterflies under my bootsSpoilers just something you do to me, frozen forget how to moveI can't believe, you're making meSick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick on my stomachSick, sick, sick, sick, sick, how can I love it?Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, how can I love him?How can I love him?Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, how can I love it?Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, how can I love it?SickSick, sick, sick, sickI can't love you, I can't love youSick, don't mindI got a tall kind of weaknessSix foot four on the weekendWhy am I catching these feelings?Can't keep calm and I can't keep a secret, noThe way we breatheIt's my God, mySick, sick, sick, sick, sickSick, someone's callingSick, sick, sick, sickSick, how can I love it?Sick, sick, sick, sick, sickHow can I love him?How can I love him?Sick, sick, sick, sick, sickI can't see himSick, sick, sick, sick, sickI can't love himSick, sick, sick, sick, sickI can't love himI can't love himSick of mySecure the feeling