Love like this must be a crime.
The aching and yearning,
The pain you cause
With pleasure that fallows.
Love like this must be illegal.
This is theft of the highest degree,
Terrorism of the heart,
It has to be worth a death penalty...
I hate you so much right now!
Cause you made me love you
This is so confusing!
I never know what to do,
What to think,
What to say...
I forget to breathe,
How to talk
And how to speak
Love, you must be a wanted fugitive...
Love like this must be a crime!
Theft of the highest degree,
Oh, but that's not your only charge
You've stolen my breath,
Read my mind,
Looked in my soul,
Where is my privacy?
But the worst part is if you leave
It'll place one more charge on your head
For you will have murdered me.
