love you. Singing la la la la love is dead that's why I'm sighing and crying and shaking my head-- love is dead. Love is sad. Life is bad when you can't
Käännös: Mr. T Experience. Love Is Dead.
it too. Can I do the thing? No you can't, no you can't. Can I do the thing? No you can't, no you can't. Can I do the thing? No you can't, no you can't
get you down. It's the bigger things that you can't get around. And it's way too flat on the middle ground. But everything else is our oyster, everything else is a picnic. Everything else is
show and then the bass player quits and we break up again. We don't know how to be regular guys, or what to do with our dumb little lives. We don't have
hazy till my eyes had cleared, now I can see better but it still looks weird. Is that still you lying there? Why can't I find you anywhere? I still don't
I'm not a cool dude, I don't have a tatoo, or a big cadillac or a backwards baseball hat. I'm not too tall and I can't play basketball. I can't do much
oo oo oo, I'm hangin' on to you, 'cause you're the only thing I got to hang on to. I can't let you get away, I can't think of a better way. If it's the
got some things to finish that some pre-planning won't diminish. Much, and you know I love it, when you take me to the top and then you say don't stop
let's go, and she's like I don't think so, and I'm going... The search for love and happiness turns out to be a game of chess. You can't move or you flip
last breath (that too). But what have you done for me lately? One two three four! I fell for you. When I saw you there, and it's only fair that you fall for me too. For love is
I love you. Singing la la la la love is dead that's why I'm sighing and crying and shaking my head-- love is dead. Love is sad. Life is bad when you can't
I've got this thing somewhere in between empty and dark, always in my heart. I've got this glitch on account of which I don't add up, but I don't give
for someone to feel sorry for, so don'cha come 'round no more. She's got pretty fake eyelashes, slanted plastic glasses, everyone who passes says she looks beautiful. But don't
rain; love's a harbinger of pain. Would it were not so. Ever is my heart a-thirst; ever is my love accurst; She is neither last nor first: This is what
my life. I would try to do what you said, but sometimes it's a challenge just to get out of bed. And that's as good as it is ever gonna get, and nothing is
can tell you love me, amazingly, and I love you as well. Day by day, come what may, you don't hesitate to exaggerate, and say that it's okay. Everybody else is
since you said our love was dead, I've come to dread what lies ahead. True, I'm going to miss you, but let's not skirt the issue- from now on, everything is