My lipstick cigarette's still burning Small things makes halos around your head I know for you I am still yearning The feelings are not dead 'Cause I feel myself falling forward With no knot there to rescue me My favorite misery 'Cause when I love, is k**ing me You're a beautiful disease, The sicker I get, the better I feel There is no cure, no medication I suffer with you on my own I know I'm cursed with infatuation As I wait by the telephone 'Cause I feel myself falling forward With no knot there to rescue me My favorite misery 'Cause when I love, is k**ing me You're a beautiful disease, The sicker I get, the better I feel You're a beautiful disease, The sicker I get, the better I feel You're k**ing me 'Cause I feel myself falling forward With no knot there to rescue me My favorite misery 'Cause when I love, is k**ing me You're a beautiful disease, The sicker I get, the better I feel You're a beautiful disease, The sicker I get, the better I feel You're k**ing me