I guess I'm feeling old today I can't get in the mood to play, oh no. Feeling low. And things have got to change, oh, yeah 'cause there's no point and there's no use In that tired old excuse Of blaming it all on love. Can't rely on anyone, To show me how to have my fun, but me And now I see Clearer than before - and more That it's a fool who lives too small Beats his head against the wall Yeah, blaming it all on love. Looking at the world outside I sometimes have to run and hide away When I should stay, And join in with the dance, oh yeah. 'cause it's a crime and a disgrace When I think of the time I waste Blaming it all on love, sweet love Blaming it all on love, sweet love Blaming it all on love, love love.