You know when you meet someone That makes you wanna fall in love Then they go and do something That really turns you off When they like you way too much They're thinking you can't get enough You're buried under the weight That's why they call it a crush I used to feel the ooh-la-la, but Now I've got the sickness It came on quick Creeping under my skin A deep, un-scratch-able itch Something inside is telling me Telling me to run I know you think I'm the one But I think maybe I'm done 'Cause something in you is giving me Giving me the ick It's not the butterflies It's a chill running down my spine I got a fever (fever!) And it's not the good kind You're making my tummy hurt Making all my insides turn All the uncomfortable feelings I'm feeling Combined into one little word It's ick A feeling you can't unstick A problem you just can't fix Something inside is telling me Telling me to run I know you think I'm the one But I think maybe I'm done 'Cause something in you is giving me Giving me the ick Now that I got the ick, I don't think I can handle it I got to get myself outta this I got to get out, got to get out, yeah Toenails and your flip flops Stealing from a thrift shop Breath like garlic knots This ick won't stop Talking in a baby voice Saying: Boys will be boys Rage in the parking lot This ick won't stop It's ick A feeling you can't unstick A problem you just can't fix Something inside is telling me Telling me to run I know you think I'm the one But I think maybe I'm done 'Cause something in you is giving me Giving me the ick 'Cause something in you is giving me Giving me the ick