I was a child who wanted love that was wild though tight as slow motion but crazed with devotion
insane with devotion, a whole other notion I was fourteen and a half and it wasn't no laugh
Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!) Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!) Love comes in spurts (it always hurts!) Love comes in spurts (oh no!)
I just can't get wise to those tragical lies though I now know the facts they still cut like an axe
baby, love comes in spurts in dangerous flirts and it murders your heart they didn't tell you that part, baby!
Love comes in spurts (oh no!) Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!) Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!) Love comes in spurts (it always!)
Love comes in spurts (oh no!) Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!) Love comes in spurts (oh no, oh no, oh no!) Love comes in spurts (it always hurts!)