No More Love Songs
Lloyd Cole
Rather than you she said
I prefer solitude
Rather than company
I prefer cigarettes
Even Los Angeles
suffers occasionally
Do you have somewhere to stay
But no more love songs
Not for me
I gave her whisky
and she gave me everything
There was a boy she said
Beautiful eloquent
He went to Spain
and where he went she went
No Joan of Arc
She was broken discarded
And that was a long time ago
Still no more love songs
No more love songs
Still you might as well live
<Interlude>
I'll drink to harmony
Peace and disarmament
I'll dance the victory waltz
But no more love songs
But no more love songs
No more
no more love songs
no more love songs
No more