They said love’s the sweetest sin,
I said, “Pour another gin.”
You smiled like you already knew —
The best stories end before they’re through.
We danced through the thunder, the rain and the blue,
Laughed in the dark, till the morning came through.
The band kept on playing, pretending to mend,
But love like ours — don’t get no happy end.
So play that horn a little softer, Joe,
Let the shadows take it slow.
Two fools in love, we still pretend,
But Hemingway was right, my friend —
When two hearts burn, it’s just a trend,
There can be no happy end.
Maybe love’s a song that fades too soon,
Like a kiss beneath a dying moon.
You say forever, I say “when?”
We’ll meet again… in some refrain.
The champagne’s gone flat, but your eyes still shine,
In the ruins of the grand design.
We waltz through the ashes, time to suspend —
A toast, my love… to no happy end.
So swing it slow and sweet tonight,
Let the lovers fade from sight.
The curtain falls, but don’t you bend —
We lived the tale we couldn’t mend.
When two hearts break, the rules don’t bend —
There can be no…
No happy end.