You found me when I was hungry
We got fat off a pipe dream
And it's a sad, sad thing when you're through
With a fantasy
I lost the fight to keep you
On my terms, maybe no one could
It may be a mad, mad thing to let go
But I think you knew I would
You were a labor of love
I held on to you with a boxing glove
Now you're ringside looking up
You were a labor of love
You can try to make friends from lovers
But wine will never be water again
And you can't hold on to a man
Who won't be held that way
You were a labor of love
I held on to you with a boxing glove
Now you're ringside looking up
You were a labor of love
Oh what a ruckus in my head
Oh what a burden is this heart
It's starting to get easier
And that's the hardest part
