Thereīs something in my heart
That Iīm burning to say
Lovinī you ainīt easy cos
My pride gets in the way
Words are like butter
Rolling off my lips
Cut like a knife
And now Iīm sinking battleships
You know who you are, mm-hmm
Give me a reason to take you back
Give me a reason to share
Give me a reason, cos love is in season
But give me a reason to care
I like my freedom, yeah thatīs my style
My manifesto lullaby
Give me a reason, cos love is in season
But give me no reason to cry
Thereīs something in your kiss
That I canīt let you go
My heart says yes
My head says no
Passion so cruel
When itīs hard to resist
Iīm fashionably cool
But itīs you that I miss
Give me a reason to take you back
Give me a reason to try
Give me a reason, cos love is in season
But give me no reason
My passionīs in season
But give me no reason to cry
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