Crumbling Bricks

When I see you walking down the halls, baby it just tears me apart. Everyone else is telling me to stay away from you, but for some reason I can't ever tear you apart. The way you look at me, I let every single brick come crumbling down like a bulldozer tearing down a wall. Everything about you attracts me. The way you look, or maybe even the way you look at me. I can feel my walls begin to crumble down but baby suddenly it all feel worth it for you.