Immune to all the pain
That’s why I let you in
Each time you disappear
You find me once again
You’re something like an illness
I have no antibodies
Can never fight you off
I let you have body
Whenever you want it
You don’t gotta to ask
The things you do for love
For you I switch up fast
My pretty little heart
It lies under my chest
I may hold a part
But you hold the rest
It wants what it wants
It’s why I can’t let go
No matter what you do
I can never tell you no
Sweetesthustler 