Bonnie McKee - Infatuation lyrics

I am sleeping in my make-up
Hoping you might show
I am wearing matching underpants
To greet you at the door
I am casually shaking up
For you to never know
All my thoughtless little gestures are
A high production show

I've been waiting all night
I can't be mad because there's no title yet
(Ah) you are ruining my life
But just the thought of you
Is making me sweat (Ah)

Oh, there is no cure for what I got
Infatuation it really isn't good now
The things you do to me in my imagination
I really wish you would go
You broken down a clever
Broken congratulations whoa

I left my sweater at your house
So I could knit a lie i'll admit
I'm looking for your truck
Whenever I drive by
And I want to call and cry to you
But I have to keep my game
I should probably cut this off, but
Then I kinda like the pain, oh

You'll see, you will be mine
I only hope that you won't try to resist, oh
Use me, give me a try
Or you will always wonder
What you have missed

Oh, there is no cure for what I got
Infatuation it really isn't good now
The things you do to me in my imagination
I really wish you would go
You broken down a clever
Broken congratulations woah

Maybe iIm obsessed in my lazy dress
As I snuggle in the covers with the phone
It's too late to resist and if
I can't have your kiss
Then I might not make it
Through the night now, baby
Just a call would do, baby
That's all I ask of you
Then I can dream all those lovely things
Yeah