You Are My Disease

You are my disease
A sickness so well earned
That takes hold of your heart with bony fingers of ice
And plays a game of tug-o-war.
I can't wait for you to call me again.

You are my disease
You pick a soft spot and attack
You slowly but surely take me over
Inching your way at domination
I just love your voice. That's all.

You are my disease
You don't even take immunity into consideration
You just go in on your target
And take it over like you would the world
I love the way you look at me

You are my disease
I have nothing else to stick in my mind
You haunt me like a rhythmatic chant stuck inside my head
And I don't look to get rid of you
I love you I think and that's all

You are my disease
I caught you when the wind blew in my direction
Took a trolly ride on those eyes of crystal shades
And got my hand iced onto the rail
You've got me where you want me

You are my disease
You are my addiction
You are my tattoo
You are my perfection
You are the love of my life
You are my disease.
And I don't intend to be cured.