When I think about you, my cheeks start burning,
My hands start sweating, my head starts pounding,
My eyes get dry, and my stomach starts churning,
And my heart never stops bounding.
Basically everytime someone mentions you,
I start to feel sick and depressed.
Because I had you once and I let you go.
And it hurts to know what I had was the best.
So now I feel the lowest of low.
If only you could come back to me,
And then finally maybe my heart can be free.