Thinking about the time we met, the changes made to my head that can't be undone

Well, I don't want them undone

Ironing all the wrinkles out to put my head in a cloud

I'm under your spell and it might just send me to hell

But I'm sure it's love

Cause I can't get enough

Of your touch

Even as it corrupts

Looking through our old photographs, the ecstasy that we had that I can't recall

Well, at least it looked like a ball

My body tells a different tale, there's bruises and scars everywhere and all of my friends

Insist that you'll be my end

But I'm sure it's love

Cause I can't get enough

Of your touch

Even as it corrupts

Thinking about the time we met

The damage done to my head that I can't concur

It all just seems like a blur

When did we go from us to me?

When was I reborn?

When did I concede?

Why does it feel like just yesterday you had your first in my skull?

But I'm sure it's love

Cause I can't get enough

Of your touch

Even as it corrupts