歌词
The Book of Love got left out in the rain
I've been trying to read it, but I can't make out a thing
For so long I was sure it'd prove that I was right
But it's not giving me a thing tonight
I thought I was an outlaw for your love
But nothing I stole was ever enough
And now I stand accused of crimes you had me commit
Who decides if I'm an outlaw or a terrorist
Love's a crooked game of politics
And when it ends, you're a junkie trying to justify one more fix
Shaking through the night, fighting all withdrawals
Because you lost the one who'd always take your calls
The Book of Love's a poem sent unaddressed
And when it can't be delivered, comes back a little more distressed
For so long I was sure it proved I earned the pain
But tonight I'm leaving it out in the rain
I'm leaving it out in the rain
I'm leaving it out in the rain
I'm leaving it out in the rain