What Is This Thing Called Love

I've been your lover for the last time All the pretending, God knows that we tried I've been the doctor for the last time If we weren't so good at it, we'd have both been fine I knock you down Bruise you with my words I patch you up Now it's your turn What is this thing called love that you speak? We're out of it, we're out of it What is this thing called love that you speak? We're out of it, we're out of it We built this city, now we tear it to the ground This fight is over, hear the bell ringing out At the end of the final round Oh, round You knock me down Cut me with a stare You patch me up And now it's my turn What is this thing called love that you speak? We're out of it, we're out of it What is this thing called love that you speak? 'Cause we're out of it, we're out of it We're out of it What is this thing called love that you speak? 'Cause we're out of it, we're out of it What is this thing called love that you speak? 'Cause we're out of it, we're out of it We're out, we're out of it We're out, we're out of it