What Is This Thing Called Love – Editors – letras

I’ve been your lover for the last timeAll the pretending; God knows that we triedI’ve been the doctor for the last timeIf we weren’t so good at it we’d have both been fineI knock you downBruise you with my wordsI patch you upNow it’s your turnWhat is this thing called love that you speak?(Cause) we’re out of it, we’re out of itWe built this city, now we tear it to the groundThis fight is over, hear the bell ringing outAt the end of the final roundAnd you knock me downCut me with a stareYou patch me upNow it’s my turn