I'm fighting a constant heartache,
a virus I cant shake
there is a sickness is me
there is a sickness is me
                    a way of thinking
                    a bad way of living
Sorry that I look to you for help
but these hands shake
and they ache for you
boy they do

I never knew a cure that looked so cute
your bringing out this sickness in me
I call your name in and out of sleep
you think that i would ever be annoyed by you?
i must be more subtle than I thought
you are
a song
my friend, where I belong
swallow your fear
pour your doubts into me
ill sing you to sleep