Feels like December but it's May

I've gone as pale as Doris Day

The blue sky's torn assunder

by clouds that warn of thunder

Is this what they used to call love?



Your face surrounds me everywhere

like a kaleidoscope's nightmare

This outpouring of emotion

is boring as an ocean

Is this what they used to call love?



Well it musn't be

the chicken pox

I've never met a chicken

but whenever I 

get near you dear

my heart starts to sicken



In the 9th circle of this hell

my heart is burning and unwell

what demons lie within it

I'll die in one more minute

Is this what they used to call love?

Is this what they used to call love?