It looked a lot like the same old thing

I've seen so many times

She was aging fast like a bandit

Born to a life of crime

Meanwhile he held his crown and watched her fall

Just bouncing her around like a rubber ball

Through her washed up eyes she could see

That the ties on her prince were gone

He turned the radio off when they played

What he once had called their song

Well the crystal didn't clink but they drink up more

And when he stayed out late she knew what he stayed out for

Love's so cold when you're growing old and your looks are gone

Love's so cold when your hands don't dance where they once belonged

If he's heading down to the red light and the local bar

Love's so cold when he shoots an arrow through your heart

Love's so cold when he shoots an arrow through your heart

Due to natural causes she became distorted and she tried to leave

But the winning team had an Ace or two up a crooked sleeve

For he knew that her age wouldn't help her get along

And that's what made his hold on her so strong