Love Is Dead

Love Is Dead - Brett Anderson

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