I guess I’m feeling old today
I can’t get in the mood to playoh no.
Feeling low.
And things have got to changeohyeah
’cause there’s no point and there’s no use
In that tired old excuse
Of blaming it all on love.
Can’t rely on anyone
To show me how to have my funbut me
And now I see
Clearer than before — and more
That it’s a fool who lives too small
Beats his head against the wall
Yeahblaming it all on love.
Looking at the world outside
I sometimes have to run and hide away
When I should stay
And join in with the danceoh yeah.
’cause it’s a crime and a disgrace
When I think of the time I waste
Blaming it all on lovesweet love
Blaming it all on lovesweet love
Blaming it all on lovelove love.