Someone invent me a medicine, somebody got me a pillMy heart is over the speed limit, 110 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, sick in my stomachSick-sick, sick-sick, sick-sick, how can I love it?Sick-sick, sick-sick, sick-sick, how can I love him?How can I love him?Sick-sick, sick-sick, sick-sick, sick in my stomachSick-sick, sick-sick, sick-sick, how can I love it?SoI can love you, I can love youI got a tall kind of weakness, six foot four on the weekendWhy am I catching these feelings? Can't keep calm and I can't keep a secretNo, the way we breathe, it's my good nightSick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick to my stomachSick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, how can I love it?Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I can love him, I can love himSick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick in the stomachSick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I can love itSick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I can love him, I can love himTo lymeStraight down the streetOh, oh, oh, oh, oh