She's no angel.He's no saint.

But it's easier to say 'I love you',than 'Yours, sincerely' I suppose.

I don't wanna be a lover,I just wanna be your victim.

So you take her to the pictures,trying to become a fixture.Inch by inch trying to reach her,all the way through the second feature.Worrying about your physical fitness,tell me how you got this sickness?

Oh, I said 'I'm so happy, I could die.'She said 'Drop dead,' then left with another guy.