I guess it's symptomatic of a slight infatuation
Stalking you has sorta become like my occupation
Used to be a beauty queen with simple acquisitions
Met my local rock star
Now I'm having visions

I fell for you
You like me too
Let's get it on check
One, two
I fell for you
You want me too
Let's get it on

Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
Making out with you
While you're singing your song
Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
You're playing your guitar
And it's turning me on

You got you eyeliner, long hair
Walking 'round like you don't care
You got me in the back of your car
Like a star
Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
If it's wrong I don't wanna be right

I guess it's systematic in this kind of situation
I need it, have to have it to take over domination
Used to be so simple
Never wanting, never wishing
Now I'm hooked on fame
And I'm a girl on a mission

I fell for you
It's all for you
Let's get it on check
One, two
I fall for you
It's all for you
Let's get it on

Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
Making out with you
While you're singing your song
Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
You're playing your guitar
And it's turning me on

You got you eyeliner, long hair
Walking 'round like you don't care
You got me in the back of your car
Like a star
Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
If it's wrong I don't wanna be right

The funny little thing about love
Is that you're blind all the time
And even when you think you've had enough
You're wanting more, it isn't right but
You can't stop

You got you eyeliner, long hair
Walking 'round like you don't care
You got me in the back of your c-c-c-car
You got you eyeliner, long hair
Walking 'round like you don't care
You got me in the back of your c-c-c-car

Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
If it's wrong I don't wanna be right