| Love is dead.
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| Love is dead,
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| but I still can’t get her out of my head,
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| so she’ll be gone from now on and I’ll regret everything I’ve ever done.
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| She wasn’t coming close to what she was supposed to do.
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| It really doesn’t matter, still there’s not a sadder lie than I love you.
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| Singing la la la la love is dead that’s why I’m sighing
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| and crying and shaking my head-- love is dead.
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| Love is sad.
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| Life is bad when you can’t get what you could have had.
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| Days are blue, nights are black.
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| I’d do anything if I could have her back,
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| but I’m just a sap and it’s not gonna happen now.
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| It’s cold dark and stormy and there’s nothing for me out there anyhow.
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| Singing la la la la love is dead that’s why I’m crying
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| and lying awake in my bed-- love is dead.
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| Emotional vertigo was never supposed to happen this time,
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| but if she ever were to go back to me there’s nowhere I wouldn’t climb.
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| Still out on this limb there’s only me,
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| a damaged dim and lonely me,
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| stepping on my own toes while I rattle my chain of woes. |