Nothing ever goes right, nothing really flows in life No one really cares if no one ever shares my bed People push by with fear in their eyes in life
Love is dead, love is dead
The telephone rings, but no one ever thinks to speak me The traffic speeds by, but no one's ever stopped here yet Intelligent friends don't care in the end, me
Love dead, love is dead
And plastic people wear imaginary smiles Exchanging secrets at the back of their minds Plastic people, plastic
Nothing ever goes right, nothing really flows in my life No one really cares there's horrors inside my head People push by with fear in their eyes in my life
Love is love is dead Love is dead, love is dead Love is dead, love is dead
And all the that you've given us And all the things things that you said And all the lies that you've us Blow like wind in my head