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Love Is Dead Nothing ever goes right nothing really flows in my life No one really cares if no one ever shares my bed People push by with fear in their eyes in my life Love is dead, love is dead The telephone rings but no one ever thinks to speak to me The traffic speeds by but no one's ever stopped here yet Intelligent friends don't care in the end believe me Love is dead, love is dead And plastic people wear imaginary smiles Exchanging secrets at the back of their minds Plastic people, plastic people Nothing ever goes right nothing really flows in my life No one really cares if there's horrors inside my head People push by with fear in their eyes in my life Love is dead, love is dead Love is dead, love is dead Love is dead, love is dead Love is dead, love is dead Love is dead, love is dead And all the lies that you've given us And all the things that you said And all the lies that you've given us Blow like wind in my head Clowns Take a look at us Hate where there was lust The trip like honey But lust don't mean a thing When all we do is shout and scream It's almost funny We're like clowns Tumbled into town now Love is on its way down now It's such a lonely sound Mouths that once exchanged Kisses in the rain Are full of paint now It all seems so absurd When every sentence and every word Is so painful We're like clowns Tumbled into town now Love is on its way down now It's such a lonely sound We're just clowns Faces with painted frowns now Love is on its way down now We are only We are only clowns We're just clowns Tumbling into town now Sat on a merry-go-round now Such a lonely sound Clowns, faces with painted frowns now Love is on its way down now It's such a lonely sound Such a lonely sound Such a lonely sound Such a lonely sound Such a lonely sound
