Her skin's the color of the sun

Shown by the sweater drapping off her shoulder.

And there is nothing that can be done...

to keep my thoughts from being one, one, one, one over, over.

Her eyes like diamonds in the sand...

You don't notice them at first then they turn you for the worst, and i'm finding it harder to simply stand.

To keep my thoughts from being one, one, one, one over, over...

What is this feeling? Like heaven hit the floor.

One part love two parts war.

My heart she's stealing. pushing pulling at my core. Keep strumming those devilish chords.

Her voice it echo's off the moon. Those painted lips and perfect kiss they whisper in the afternoon.

I got the curse of his, I ain't the fruit.

But every thoughts already one, one, one, one over, over...

What is this feeling? Like heaven hit the floor.

One part love two parts love.

My heart she's stealing pushing pulling at my core. Keep strumming those devilish chords.

Tangled up in arms, climb apprtince to the stars, stars.

Streching seconds into miles.

Please tell me that you'll be here more then a while.

What is this feeling? Like heaven hit th floor.

One part love, two parts war.

My heart she's stealing oushing pulling at my core.

Keep strumming thoe devilish chords.

Must be those devilish chords.