Beautiful Disease - Maxeen

My lipstick cigarette’s still burning

Small things

Makes halos around your head

I know for you I am still yearning

The feelings are not dead

Cause I feel myself falling forward

With no knot there to rescue me

My favorite misery

Cause when I love, is killing me

You’re a beautiful disease

The sicker I get, the better I feel

There is no cure, no medication

I suffer with you on my own

I know I’m cursed with infatuation

As I wait by the telephone

Cause I feel myself falling forward

With no knot there to rescue me

My favorite misery

Cause when I love, is killing me

You’re a beautiful disease

The sicker I get, the better I feel

You’re a beautiful disease

The sicker I get, the better I feel

You’re killing me

Cause I feel myself falling forward

With no knot there to rescue me

My favorite misery

Cause when I love, is killing me

You’re a beautiful disease

The sicker I get, the better I feel

You’re a beautiful disease

The sicker I get, the better I feel

You’re killing me