Falling in love again -- never wan - ted to.
What am I to do? Can't help it.
Love's al - ways been my game, play it how I may;
I was made that way -- can't help it
Men cluster to me like moths around a flame
And if their wings burn, I know I'm not to blame.
Falling in love again -- never wan - ted to.
What am I to do? Can't help it.