I wanna break it to you anyhow.
I wanna break it. I gotta break it to you.

Really there is nothing to talk about.
There’s nothing to it. There’s nothing to it now

Now I’ve gone too far
To see the way you are

It used to be that you were perfect to me.
You were the picture, the picture of love.
But every day the sun is setting.
It’s gonna leave us. It’s gonna leave us alone.

And now we see the stars
The stars
The way they are.

How can I blame you for the air you breathe?
You gotta do it. You gotta do it to me.

I wanna break it to you anyhow.
I wanna break it. I gotta break it to you.

Now I’ve gone too far.