i guess i´m feeling old today
i can´t get in the mood to play, oh no.
feeling low.
and things have got to change, oh, yeah
´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 fun, but 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
yeah, blaming 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 dance, oh yeah.
´cause it´s a crime and a disgrace
when i think of the time i waste
blaming it all on love, sweet love
blaming it all on love, sweet love
blaming it all on love, love love.