(One love is breaking in two)

Two lonely people drinking alone both with a lot on their minds
Each of them thinking the others untrue killing their pain with the wine
On two separate barstools in two separate bars sit two separate fools me and you
Lost in two foolish worlds built by two doubting minds while one love is breaking in two

I picture you at a party somewhere having the time of your life
You can see me in some other man's arms pretending that I'm not your wife
On two separate barstools
While one love is breaking in two