text: I said I love you
  On a cobblestone in New York
  I guess
  Some things could be lost in a mess
  Like a prophet
  I read the lines in your hand
  I see the lies in you heart
  And in your head
  In your...
  In your...
  In your head
  But I dont wanna get used to you
  And I dont wanna be love infected
  But I dont wanna get used to you
  Cause its so complicated
  You are so complicated
  Complicated
  Be my surrender
  Be my reality
  My sweetest angel
  My enemy
  Its easy to pretend
  Sitting in this box with all the demons
  So tell me what to do
  Cause I dont wanna get...
  And I dont wanna get used to you
  And I dont wanna be love infected
  But I dont wanna get used to you
  Cause its so complicated
  You are so complicated
  Complicated
  Complicated