Every other day
a new obsession
such a strong attraction

Oh so restless, running in circles
searching, searching
for a thrill
a reciprocal gaze
locked eyes and a stomach full
of butterflies

It's a quest for love, baby
or something very much like it
and I'm done sitting around
just waiting

Please go ahead, be my victim
of amateur lust
and clumsy blushing infatuation