Texty: Prozzak. Saturday People. Infatuation.

I N F A T U A T I O N
I N F A T U A T I O N
I N F A T U A T I O N
I N F A T U A T I O N

I got this little problem that I cannot control
You put my heart in jail but now it's on parole
You thought that you had left me alone in the rain
But I saw you and my dead heart started up again

I do not wa-wa-want you
I do not ne-ne-need you
I just like the way you walk
The way you move
The way you talk, oh, yeah

And I can't let go
Infatuation's got a hold on me
Woah, woah
A midnight flight to insecurity
And I can't let go
And she's making me lose my grip on reality
In-fa-fa-fatuation

I N F A T U A T I O N
I N F A T U A T I O N

You said that you loved me but that was long ago
And if I asked you out again, would you still say no?
Is your heart filled up with ice, is your glare still cold
Or have you changed your mind since
Then filled it up with gold?

I do not wa-wa-want you
I do not ne-ne-need you
I just like the way you walk
The way you move
The way you talk, oh, yeah

And I can't let go
Infatuation's got a hold on me
Woah, woah
A midnight flight to insecurity
And I can't let go
And she's making me lose my grip on reality
In-fa-fa-fatuation

I N F A T U A T I O N
I N F A T U A T I O N

Because you do not love me doesn't mean I cannot
Don't cast my heart away 'cause it's all that I've got
I've got this little problem that I cannot control
You put my heart in jail but now it's on parole

I do not wa-wa-want you
I do not ne-ne-need you
I just like the way you walk
The way you move
The way you talk, oh, yeah

And I can't let
And I can't let

And I can't let go
Infatuation's got a hold on me
And I can't let go
A midnight flight to insecurity

And I can't let go
Infatuation's got a hold on me
And I can't let go
A midnight flight to insecurity