Youre too late; the last train of the night just pulled out of the station, and I'm leaving without you.
I could see you were hurting and telling the truth, but I know you and you know how my heart works, but love don't work here anymore.
Is this love? Is this love? x2
Is this love? Is this love or am I too naive to notice that you never meant it back.
Now I know that you hate to be so serious, but there's no need for this, Dear. I'd hate to think that you were alone with nothing but your thoughts.
If I disown all your friends; never talk to you again - wouldnt you care? You know damn well that you would but pretending like you don't care's your own way of saying that "I'll never forget who you are".
Is this love? Is this love? x2
Is this love? Is this love or am I too naive to notice that you never meant it back.
Remember when you said Its so nice to meet you, and if you want then Ill do the things that we all dreamt about when we were just kids.
Now youre gone, so Ill dream on my own. But the voices still linger and they keep on repeating that 'If I don't know you, you can't hurt me'
If I don't know you, you can't hurt me.
Remember when you said Its so nice to meet you, and if you want then Ill do the things that we all dreamt about when we were just kids.
Now youre gone, so Ill dream on my own. But your voice, it still lingers - and it keeps on repeating that 'If I don't know you, you can't hurt me'