When I talk, you listen, I like that
When you listen, you smile and I like that
Why you lookin', lookin' at me just like that?
I like that
I like that
There’s a crime scene on the dance floor
Ring the alarm
Police tape on the front door
And you are
A person of interest
A person of interest
Can’t say I’m in love yet, but certainly impressed
You are a person of interest
A person of interest
Can’t say that it’s love yet, but somebody’s obsessed
When we’re dancing real close, think I like ya
But when the lights go down low, I can’t find ya
Now I can’t get you outta my mind, yeah
It’s a crime, yeah
It’s a crime
There’s a chalk line on the dance floor
In the shape of my heart
Crime scene tape on the front door
And you are
Can’t deny, you implicated
In the mayhem in my mind
What has got me so frustrated
You should be mine, you should be mine