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i told new york i loved her but she didn't say it back
all this forward thinking is putting me off-track

i told l.a. i'm leaving but she said she didn't care
never trust a woman with the devil's sunny hair

i told milan i'm crazy but i don't wanna go
she closed up her ears & said i don't wanna know
'cause airplanes are loud when they're carrying a load
& love's a dirty word when you're on the road

i told vancouver i loved her
she said that was okay
'cause she had been hurt before
but never in such a nice way

then i told rome i needed time to get my thoughts in line
& she just said to stay with her & soon i'd feel just fine
then i explained, i was so ashamed, my mind was coming undone
'cause love's a dirty word when there's more than one
when there's more than one
love's a dirty word
the worst you've ever heard
when there's more than one
when you're on the run