What happened to the world we painted
The masterpiece of me and you
Our work of art has all but faded
Nothing's here except the blues
Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down
Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down
It was a stroke of genius
Yeah just as pretty as you please
But all that's left between us
Is hanging on what used to be
Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down
Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down
Looking at it from a distance
I still can't believe my eyes
It's sad to have to witness
What we made on all those nights
Crumbling down, tumbling down
Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down
Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down
Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down
Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down

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Writer(s): ALLISON MOORER, DOYLE LEE PRIMM