Lovesick - Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown

You think that Cupid's got a bow? Well, no. Cupid's got a needle. It'll find a vein. Careful, 'cause you'll bleed a little. But pretty soon romance will marinate your brain. Then watch the temperature go up. You hardly sleep because your sheets are wet, Toss and turn for hours. And your sweat is sweet , Smells like dying flowers. You got pain in your stomach like a long neglected tooth. Dilated pupils that refuse to see the truth. And that's you're sick. You're