Irony is a Fine Vacation

What kind of love have you been dreaming of
What kind of love are you thinking of
What kind of love is this
It's kind of love I'd toss in the bin
What kind of heart have you been thinking of
What kind of heart are you dreaming of

Don't you think that you've broke my heart enough
These days I'm grow sick to death of love
The kind of love you've been dishing up

Shine a light on the darkest corners
That's the kind of love I've been thinking of
And irony is a vacation
But I wouldn't want to live there
You won't let me down
Just do your best, and live a life of patience
What kind of love have you been thinking of
Have you ever? Are you just like me

Don't you think that you've broke my heart enough
These days I'm grow sick to death of love
The kind of love you've been dishing up



Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Intile
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