I was a child
Who wanted love that was wild
Though tight as slow motion
But crazed with devotion

Insane with devotion.
A whole other notion.
I was fourteen and a half
and it wasn't no laugh.

Love comes in spurts
Oh no it hurts
Love comes in spurts
Sometime it hurts
Love comes in spurts
Oh no
Love comes in spurts
Oh no it hurts

I just can't get wise
to those tragical lies-
Though i now know the facts
they still cut like an axe...

Cuz love comes in spurts
in dangerous flirts
and it murders your heart-
They didn't tell you that part