Lovesick

Often I find it hard to get through to you
Words becomes barbed and stick in the throat
My reasoned argument seems to be so obscure
Tripped myself up there’s no need to gloat
Lovesick
My head is pounding
Lovesick
My mind is confused
Lovesick
I’m sorry to ask
But do I give to lose
Posturing, posturing you cut yourself shaving
Bleeding too much, please give it a rest
If you’re not careful I’ll grow to dislike you
Sorry to moan but it’s what I do best
Lovesick
My head is pounding
Lovesick
My mind is confused
Lovesick
I’m sorry to ask
But do I give to lose
Lovesick
My head is pounding
Lovesick
My mind is confused
Lovesick
Lovesick
Lovesick
My head is pounding
Lovesick
My mind is confused
Lovesick
I’m sorry to ask, yes, I hate to ask, I’m embarrassed to ask
Do I give to lose, do I give, my mind’s confused