I always thought our relationship was cool
 You played the role of having sense
 I always played the fool
 Now something's different
 I don't know the reason why
 Whenever we separate
 I almost want to cry

 Refrão:
 Oh no, please not that again
 Love rears up its ugly head

 And when [bad word] home late you [bad word] or call
 So as a consequence
 I don't go out at all
 My friends are frightened
 They don't know what's going on
 They think you put a spell on me
 And now my mind is gone 

 Refrão:
 Oh no, please not that again
 Love rears up its ugly head

 Love's not so bad they say But you never know where love is gonna go
 Does anybody really know?

 I'm standing at the altar
 As they play the wedding march
 I'm in a black tuxedo with my collar full of starch
 She looks as lovely as she's ever gonna get
 I wake up from this nightmare in a pool of sweat

 Refrão:
 Oh no, please not that again
 Love rears up its ugly head

 What you gonna do?
 What you gonna do
 When [bad word] and gets you?