He was the fall of romance
The downfall of man
The nuclear family collapse

And once the bubble had burst
The heart lost its worth
In the golden age of lust

Look around
True love’s in decline
The undertaking is too much for the modern heart
True love’s in decline, it’s a jungle out there
You’ve got to be an animal to survive
Get in line to fill the emptiness
The photo frame upon the wall

His was thе first record set, the facе of success
He cashed in on loneliness
And in the wake of ‘the great disconnect’
The heart has grown fat
Feeding on match after match

Look around
True love’s in decline
All this matchmaking and heartbreaking every night
True love’s in decline
Won’t find one in a million, ‘til you try all eight billion
And it’s not personal, it’s just business these days
Don’t hate the player, hate the game
Look around
True love’s in decline
The undertaking became too much of a chore
True love’s in decline
Don’t cry about it, that ship sailed and you were left on shore
‘Cause there’s damage of collateral
When breaking oysters for the pearl
The happy ending has been bought and sold
And will escape us evermore