Victim of Love - Live at the Marquee Club, London, 1987 Lyrics

Living on your own can be a lonely game
Face in the crowd, no one knows your name
A table for one and a broken heart to go

She′s the kind of lover that you always dream
Come to stay and never wanna leave
That's all changed, she dealt the final blow

Heaven knows what you were thinking of

Don′t blame yourself, you're just a victim of love

Doesn't matter who was right or wrong
When the fire is over, when the magic′s gone
Pick up the pieces, do the best you can
Knocked you down, but you tried again
Get a little older, it′s a crying shame
Sometimes things don't work out like you planned

Who′s gonna help you when you've had enough?

Don′t blame yourself, you're just a victim of love
Heaven knows what you were thinking of
Don′t blame yourself, you're just a victim of love

One goodbye was really all it took
Thumbin' through the pages of your little black book
Somehow all the numbers look the same
You were thinking how to get around it
But now there ain′t nothing you can do about it
Nothing ventured, nothing gained

Who′s gonna help you when you've had enough?

Ain′t no secret, you're a victim of love
Ain′t nothing you can rise above
Call it what you want, you're just a victim of love

I don′t wanna lose your love
I don't wanna lose it, oh yeah

This is your lonely game
All those numbers make me look insane
I don't wanna lose it, oh, oh

Who′s gonna help you when you′ve had enough?
Ain't no secret, you′re a victim of love, oh
Who's gonna help you when you′ve had enough?
Don't blame yourself, you′re just a victim of love

Oh, just a victim of love