( The 6ths Cover )
In an old Silver Line
I was yours, you were mine
I was h***se, you were mean
We designed drum machines
But every day in every way
I'm falling out of love with you
Every kiss means less and less
I'm falling out of love with you
Every hour kills a flower
I'm falling out of love with you
You just bore me more and more
I'm falling out of love with you
They made sounds much like drums
You was young I was dumb
Now you're older and I'm wiser
We design synthesizers
But every day in every way
I'm falling out of love with you
Every kiss means less and less
I'm falling out of love with you
Every hour kills a flower
I'm falling out of love with you
You just bore me more and more
I'm falling out of love with you
In an old Silver Line
I was yours, you were mine
I was h***se, you were mean
We designed drum machines
But every day in every way
I'm falling out of love with you
Every kiss means less and less
I'm falling out of love with you
Every hour kills a flower
I'm falling out of love with you
You just bore me more and more
I'm falling out of love with you
They made sounds much like drums
You was young I was dumb
Now you're older and I'm wiser
We design synthesizers
But every day in every way
I'm falling out of love with you
Every kiss means less and less
I'm falling out of love with you
Every hour kills a flower
I'm falling out of love with you
You just bore me more and more
I'm falling out of love with you