This is my brain on drugs
This is my brain in love
The high is so good
To feel understood
To feel so secure by your touch
When I wake up and thank Jesus for another day
I feel guilty, as I wrestle
to keep thoughts of you at bay.
Tho I always win
You're my whiskey, my gin
And I reach for you after I pray.
I was just thinking about the science behind falling in love and hope it affects us on a chemical level.