| Song | Love Is A Catastrophe |
| Artist | Pet Shop Boys |
| Album | Release |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lowe, Tennant | |
| Love is a catastrophe | |
| Look what it's done to me | |
| Brought me down here so low | |
| stranded, nowhere to go | |
| No concentration | |
| just rerunning conversation | |
| Trying to understand | |
| how I fell into this quicksand | |
| What happens next? | |
| With life I'm unimpressed | |
| Pain like a cutter's knife | |
| Never been lonelier in my life | |
| Who issued the instruction | |
| for this mad act of destruction? | |
| An end to equilibrium | |
| Fate laughs: | |
| Look what we've done to him! | |
| High wind through the trees | |
| Falling November leaves | |
| A weak sun hanging low | |
| Summer seems so long ago | |
| All my former dreams | |
| tender romantic schemes | |
| revealed as so naive | |
| To think I could believe | |
| In love as the kindest law | |
| not as a declaration of war | |
| on my life and sanity | |
| Now I know at last for me | |
| love is a catastrophe |
| zuo ci : Lowe, Tennant | |
| Love is a catastrophe | |
| Look what it' s done to me | |
| Brought me down here so low | |
| stranded, nowhere to go | |
| No concentration | |
| just rerunning conversation | |
| Trying to understand | |
| how I fell into this quicksand | |
| What happens next? | |
| With life I' m unimpressed | |
| Pain like a cutter' s knife | |
| Never been lonelier in my life | |
| Who issued the instruction | |
| for this mad act of destruction? | |
| An end to equilibrium | |
| Fate laughs: | |
| Look what we' ve done to him! | |
| High wind through the trees | |
| Falling November leaves | |
| A weak sun hanging low | |
| Summer seems so long ago | |
| All my former dreams | |
| tender romantic schemes | |
| revealed as so naive | |
| To think I could believe | |
| In love as the kindest law | |
| not as a declaration of war | |
| on my life and sanity | |
| Now I know at last for me | |
| love is a catastrophe |
| zuò cí : Lowe, Tennant | |
| Love is a catastrophe | |
| Look what it' s done to me | |
| Brought me down here so low | |
| stranded, nowhere to go | |
| No concentration | |
| just rerunning conversation | |
| Trying to understand | |
| how I fell into this quicksand | |
| What happens next? | |
| With life I' m unimpressed | |
| Pain like a cutter' s knife | |
| Never been lonelier in my life | |
| Who issued the instruction | |
| for this mad act of destruction? | |
| An end to equilibrium | |
| Fate laughs: | |
| Look what we' ve done to him! | |
| High wind through the trees | |
| Falling November leaves | |
| A weak sun hanging low | |
| Summer seems so long ago | |
| All my former dreams | |
| tender romantic schemes | |
| revealed as so naive | |
| To think I could believe | |
| In love as the kindest law | |
| not as a declaration of war | |
| on my life and sanity | |
| Now I know at last for me | |
| love is a catastrophe |