Heart Problems.

And I know for sure I'm not in love
But oh, baby, you're making it hard
With that cute smile and little eyes,
Your messy hair and tiny body,
Your addictive lips and tempting breasts;
Making it hard for me to breathe.
You're making it hard for me to go home sane
To kiss her like I want her,
To touch her like I love her,
And to love her
Like I'm not in love with you.
Because I know for sure I'm not in love
Not in love with the one I claim
'Cause I'm too busy here
Falling in love with you instead.