Ned Harris - Stranger Than Fiction

Well, well, well, talking about love, love, love, love
I worked a nine to five, five to nine, two jobs
And you're never satisfied
I'm working my fingers to the bone

To maintain, to provide for this happy home
Having your needs fulfilled, do you
Think I'm just here to pay the bill
Situation of convenience, where you say what's yours is yours

And what's mine is yours
What is this
What is this
What is this love

Oh, affliction is what I'm talking about
My heart is in pain, Lord, just break off these chains
I need help
She's my addiction

Oh, I can't take this much pain
This ain't love, it's insane
Can't make this up
I love the stranger that thinks up

We used to make love all day and night
Now I come home, all we do is fight
Saying that I'm no good and I ain't this
You got a side piece I heard you were messing with

Now you're wondering, how do I know
Because your own girlfriend told me so
Something is missing because I'm sitting here twisted
So messed up I can't let you go

What is this
What is this
What is this love
Oh, affliction, we can't working out

My heart is in pain, Lord, break off these chains
I need help
She's my addiction
Well, well, well, I can't take this much pain

This ain't love, it's insane
Can't make this up
This ain't love, love, love, love, love, strangers
Any other day, you'd be loving me

Later on that night, got the nerve to call the cops on me
Turn around, tell me how much you miss me so
Then tell me why you're busting out my windows
Why you crying, tell me, baby, please don't go

Right after you poured bleach on my brand new clothes
Why should I stay
This is toxic this way
What is this

What is this
What is this love
Oh, affliction, no, we can't work it out
My heart is in pain, Lord, just take off these chains

I need help
She's my addiction
Love in my veins
My heart is in pain

This ain't love, it's insane
Can't make this up
Stranger than fiction

Written by:
Martin Blockson, Ned Harris

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