8 Decades. - Sied Van Riel, Adina Butar

Now I’m going home 'cause you left me with a poisoned heart

I’m obsessed with you, but I’ll leave you in the dark

Skin on skin with him and your face running through my head

Feels so guilty, not, feels so good instead

This is mad love, it’s like nothing I’ve felt before

This is mad love, on and on

Mad love, it’s like nothing I’ve felt before

This is mad love, on and on