Tekster: Pet Shop Boys. Love Is A Catastrophe.

Love is a catastrophe
Look what it's done to me
Brought me down here so low
Stranded, nowhere to go

No concentration just rerunning conversation trying to understand how I fell into this Quicksand
What happens next?
With life I'm unimpressed
Pain like a cutter's knife

Never been lonelier in my life
Who issued the instruction
for this mad act of destruction?
An end to equilibrium

Fate laughs.'
Look what we've done to him!
High wind through the trees
Falling November leaves
A weak sun hanging low
Summer seems so long ago

All my former dreams tender romantic schemes revealed as so naive To think I could believe
In love as the kindest law not as a declaration of war on my life and sanity Now I know at last for me love is a catastrophe