Love Is Strange
You call it a relationship,? Well, I call it a fight
They played the game of oneupmanship where neither one was right
One was so full of hate, the other full of pride
They argued 'til their hearts were sore, until their love had died
The son they had could not believe the pain that he could feel
He cried all night and every day, 'least his suffering was real
Neither of them really cared, even though they said they did
He made them look so immature, though he was just a kid
Oh, love is a strange thing
Oh, love is a strange thing
Believe me, believe me
Love is strange
You call it a relationship,? Well, I call it a fight
They played the game of oneupmanship where neither one was right
One was so full of hate, the other full of pride
They argued 'til their hearts were sore, until their love had died
He didn't know how much she cared because she never said
She didn't know how much he cried when she turned her back in bed
They couldn't win, they had to lose, the game was at an end
So why did they tell themselves that they could still be friends?
Oh, love is a strange thing
Oh, love is a strange thing
Believe me, believe me
Love is strange
Oh, love is a strange thing
Oh, love is the strangest thing
Believe me, believe me
Love is strange
Love is strange
Love is strange
Love is a strain
They played the game of oneupmanship where neither one was right
One was so full of hate, the other full of pride
They argued 'til their hearts were sore, until their love had died
The son they had could not believe the pain that he could feel
He cried all night and every day, 'least his suffering was real
Neither of them really cared, even though they said they did
He made them look so immature, though he was just a kid
Oh, love is a strange thing
Oh, love is a strange thing
Believe me, believe me
Love is strange
You call it a relationship,? Well, I call it a fight
They played the game of oneupmanship where neither one was right
One was so full of hate, the other full of pride
They argued 'til their hearts were sore, until their love had died
He didn't know how much she cared because she never said
She didn't know how much he cried when she turned her back in bed
They couldn't win, they had to lose, the game was at an end
So why did they tell themselves that they could still be friends?
Oh, love is a strange thing
Oh, love is a strange thing
Believe me, believe me
Love is strange
Oh, love is a strange thing
Oh, love is the strangest thing
Believe me, believe me
Love is strange
Love is strange
Love is strange
Love is a strain
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Writer(s): Rory Baxter
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