The Word Without A Meaning

He's singing his 76th love song It's not for me I know, I know But girls they love those fairytales And boys they're good at selling them Such beautiful promises Disproportional agreements They tell you to wait, that it's all a matter of time Another train ride to town, well, maybe tonight's the night You almost feel it crush your heart The ace of spades, the King, I got them alright Head over heels for a dream that was never real Love, love, love, love Repeated, reiterated, disgorged and rehashed Love, love, love, love The word without a meaning Love, love, love, love Repeated, reiterated, disgorged and rehashed Love, love, love, love Love the grand illusion You used to have so much magic it's gone, it's gone, it's all gone Now I know that you're not half the man you think you are You don't love anyone, only how good it sounds Keeping people spellbound That's how you get by Love, love, love, love Repeated, reiterated, disgorged and rehashed Love, love, love, love The word without a meaning Love, love, love, love Repeated, reiterated, disgorged and rehashed Love, love, love, love Love the grand illusion Looking good now, that's the main thing Like a sparkling piece of merch, aren't you All those years, I want them back All washed and clean and with no memory Love, love, love, love Repeated, reiterated, disgorged and rehashed Love, love, love, love The word without a meaning Love, love, love, love Repeated, reiterated, disgorged and rehashed Love, love, love, love Love the grand illusion You used to have so much magic it's gone, it's gone, it's all gone