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I just can't help myself
I've tried to tell myself to move on
And though I've turned a page
Memories improve with age and come back to haunt me still.....
Saccharine as some dimestore novel
Metaphors just dripping with romance
I've still got it something awful
I just can't help myself
I've got it something awful
Moonbeams and butterflies
Each time I close my eyes
I still think about you
No wonder others pale
They only try and fail to compare
Friends tell me "Get some help!"
'Cause I just can't help myself and I don't even care
Nights so thick with honeysuckle
Promises made under a blue moon
My heart's still in so much trouble
I just can't help myself
'Though it still hurts like hell
I try to wish you well yes I do...
I just can't help myself
I hope you're lonely and fat
And you still think about me too
In a reverie of ice and fire
Kisses in the amber of the candle light
If you're still my heart's desire
I just can't help myself
Nights so thick with honeysuckle
Full of the moon in June
I'm still in so much trouble
Somebody help me soon
Lost in a romance novel
Moonbeams and butterflies
Each time I close my eyes
I still think about you
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