I don't want
You to take
A picture
Of my face
It's too much
Of a rush
To move past
All these things
Take it back to us
I don't think you're done
It'll make me run
This little thing called love
I've been done
With it all
No matter what
It's still love
Take it back to us
I don't think you're done
It'll make me run
This little thing called love