What Is This Thing Called Love

I've been your lover

For the last time

All that pretending

God knows that we tried

I've been the doctor for the last time

If we weren't so good at it

We'd have both been fired

I knock you down, bruise you with my words

I patch you up and now it's your turn

What is this thing called love that you speak?

We're out of it

We're out of it

What is this thing called love that you speak?

We're out of it

We're out of it

We built this city

Now we tear it to the ground

This fight is over

Hear the bell ringing out at the end of the final round

Oh-oh-oh round

Then you knock me down

Cut me with a stare

You patch me up

And now it's my turn

What is this thing called love that you speak?

We're out of it

We're out of it

What is this thing called love that you speak?

'Cause we're out of it

We're out of it

We're out of it

What is this thing called love that you speak?

'Cause we're out of it

We're out of it

What is this thing called love that you speak?

'Cause we're out of it

We're out of it

We're out, we're out of it

And we're out

We're out of it