Crush

Lotta people talkin' 'bout love And what it does to you I say they're not the same It's just a four-letter word 'Cause love is a rose A gentle hand The stuff in all the good songs And you You're just a crush Crush Crush Crush Crush The way you grab my hand Your thumb brushing my palm Crush The way you get nervous in crowds and bite your lip Crush The way you toss your head back when you laugh Crush Crush A crush is a parasite A good time An empty bottle It's all the things you said The fever dreams I have All the songs you gave me A hard rock heart Crush Crush Crush Crush Crush Crush The way you grab my hand Your thumb brushing my palm Crush The way you get nervous in crowds and bite your lip Crush The way you toss your head back when you laugh Crush Crush Crush The way you grab my hand Your thumb brushing my palm Crush The way you get nervous in crowds and bite your lip Crush The way you toss your head back when you laugh Crush Crush