You say that theres no sparknbut you still burn me when I get too nearnyou say I broke your heartnwell thats the price that you pay I fearnnYour kisses taste the samenbut your eyes no longer shinenyou say that I'm to blamenwell thats just finennCos what you once desirednnow just leaves you tirednthe love that once controlled younnow has bought and sold younone more lonely nightmarenone more than you can carendon't believe it but it's truenthat we don't act as lovers donnI cannot fierce your looksnI never said that this would be too greatninto romance booksntheres always room for a hand of fatennyou took my breath awaynI took your heart and I made it minenevery dog has his daynand thats just finenncos things that once you meannsoon become routinenthe words of love that matternturn to idle chatterndoors that once you walk throughnnow just close above younnothing ventured nothing newnwe don't act as lovers donnNothing ever lastsnthe scene changes from day to daynforget the pastnone smile and it ticks awaynnI never hear you callnjust a whisper from time to timenI build up my wallsnand thats just finennCos all thats in the pastnwill soon be gone at lastnjust to be set freenmeans the world to mensend it down the linenfollow fine old timendon't believe it but it's truenthat we don't act as lovers donnWhat you once desirednnow just leaves you tirednthe love that once controlled younnow has bought and sold younthings that once you meannsoon become routinenthe words of love that matternturn to idle chatternall thats in the pastnwill soon be gone at lastnjust to be set freenmeans the world to mensend it down the linenfollow fine old timendon't believe it but it's truenthat we don't act as lovers do