Someone invent me a medicine Somebody get me a pill My heart is over the speed limit Hundred and ten at the wheel I'm so obsessed Can't leave your bed again I do not get like this usually Butterflies under my boots Swear there's just something you do to me Frozen, forget how to move I can't believe You're makin' me Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick to my stomach Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I kinda love it Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I kinda love him I kinda love him Now I'm sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick to my stomach Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I kinda love it Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I kinda love him I kinda love him Sick to my (Oh-oh, oh-oh) I got a tall kinda weakness Six-foot-four on the weekend Why am I catchin' these feelings? Can't keep calm and I can't keep a secret, no The way we breathe It's makin' me Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick to my stomach Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I kinda love it Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I kinda love him I kinda love him Now I'm sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick to my stomach Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I kinda love it Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, I kinda love him I kinda love him Sick to my (Sick to my stomach) (Ooh)