| You used to think that love was worth the time
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| When love was all we had
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| We didn’t need distractions all the time
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| Or being made to laugh
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| And then you said we had to build a home
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| And love alone could not provide
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| You said that money would never get us down
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| You didn’t know you lied
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| Now loneliness is there despite the love we make
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| And loneliness knows where to find the friends we make
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| And the place we live is just a new street number
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| On an old address called love and loneliness
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| I sometimes wonder how you see us now
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| I’d read your mind if I had the chance
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| I don’t know if I’d ever find our love in there
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| Or just old photographs
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| And now loneliness is there despite the love we make
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| And loneliness knows where to find the friends we make
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| And your friends come 'round and they act amazed
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| You show them 'round and they stand and praise
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| The life we live that’s just a new street number
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| On an old address called love and loneliness
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| Love and loneliness
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| Love and loneliness
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| Love and loneliness
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| Love and loneliness |
| Love and loneliness
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| Love and loneliness
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| Love and loneliness
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| Love and loneliness
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| Love and loneliness |