Love is in the air
I watch as people breathe it in
It infects them before they are even aware
that the disease they have is more contagious than a disease of the skin

It makes people do the dumbest things
in order to please their love
Hoping for a ring
Then when the disease is gone, hoping to be free of

Then sometimes the disease stays
and these sick people stay together
It still keeps me amazed
how they manage to be together forever and keep it altogether

Well I guess being sick is not that bad
Because those infected people are happy
While normal everyday people are always sad
So I’ll breathe in the air and join ‘em, ‘cuz I would rather be mad.