Well, maybe I'm a crook
For stealing your heart away,
Yeah, maybe I'm a crook
For not caring for it.
Yeah, maybe I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad person,
Well, baby, I know.
And these fingertips
Will never run through your skin,
And those bright blue eyes
Can only meet mine
Across a room, filled with people
That are less important than you.
'Cause you love, love, love
When you know I can't love.
You love, love, love
When you know I can't love.
You love, love, love
When you know I can't love you.
So, I think it's best
We both forget
Before we dwell on it.
The way you held me so tight
All through the night
Till it was near morning.
'Cause you love, love, love
When you know I can't love.
You love, love, love
When you know I can't love.
You love, love, love
When you know I can't love you.
