Lyrics: I know something about true love I know something It’s the kind of thing that you screw up Over some dumb thing
I don’t know anyone who doesn’t try to give it a whirl You better hang on 'cause its a sad old world 'cause its a sad old world
Don’t try to tell me it's gonna' be alright I know something about sickness I know something about that now There’s nothing you can do except witness No there’s nothing you can do And when the petals on the flower start to curl Well you better hang on, now, You better hang on 'cause it's a sad old world 'cause it's a sad old world
