We had a bed for love and now there's just a bed for two…

Honey they don't fix love on tv…



I never give, you only ask, there's nothing left to share…

Funny, we don't even seem to care…



So, I believe I have to go

For somebody else's show

To somebody else's stage

Where I can play

All my stupid games of love

And she'll take me high above

Where my fears turn into endless kisses



I've been your puppet, been your friend, I've been your backstage door

I was your best supporting act, can't play no more

I've given up my friends, my life, my everything for you



But I am no good

You need a love manager

With Armani suits

He should troubleshoot

The cause of your love

I'm just no good

So I'll set myself free

Watch me, baby



So, I really need to say good bye

Do not even dare to cry

You just killed our love, don't look into my eyes

Don't believe in coming backs

Good old times or casual sex

Somewhere in this world I'll find

The girl who dreams to take me high



Now I'm so sure I got to go

For somebody else's show

To somebody else's stage

Where I can play my games of love

She's gonna help me through the night

She's gonna be the morning light

She's gonna teach me all her crazy lïttle games of love



I leave our bed for two because I badly need some love…