Nothing should affect a person like this.
My head is spinning; I can't stand up.
It does something to my heart.
I thought I was going to throw up.
I have to take a breather, minimize
for a minute so I don't die right now.
It was commercial,
and I'm the hopeless little girl
who can't find her way back home once
she has a taste.
I can't stand to look at you too long,
or I'll explode from too much
exposure to my addiction.
My eyes go wide, my chest swells.
I'm spinning free, dizzy;
can't get a grip on the walls around me.
I'm too far away,
but I still feel like I'm dying every time.
It takes over me.
You're too fucking beautiful.