Mad About Love

Mad about love
Mad about the things she does

I´m not under your spell baby anymore

Since you’ve been gone and let me down and alone
I tried to find my own way back home

When I’m with you I use to be weak and blind
Crawling for you while you roll all the dice

I´m fell like a tramp who needs a dime to survive
I need to be far from you before I die

I shall be free to get my own destiny
You´ll be a picture in my wall´s memory