I used to be a firm believer

Of heart ache

Until I woke to find the stitches

Mending the break.

And if it's all the same to them

Chalk up another song, and let me be healed again.

I used to be a strong supporter

In every way.

Optimism was my creed,

Every day

But as the path began to wind

A reason for a smile was getting

So much harder to find

All this love

It doesn't mean a thing

When it's just yours...that I want

All this love, it don't mean a thing

I'm spread so thin

I need something to believe in.

I used to be a firm believer

Of the greater good

Until I saw the sad parade of hollywood

What a shame that we can't see

The extent of what we know

Comes from magazines or some kind of screen

All this love

It doesn't mean a thing

When it's just yours...that I want

All this love, it don't mean a thing

I'm spread so thin

I need something to believe in.

I just can't do this all alone

I could use a hand

All my hope, it turned to stone,

I think you understand.....

All this love

It doesn't mean a thing

When it's just yours...that I want

All this love, it don't mean a thing

I'm spread so thin

I need something to believe in.

All this love

It doesn't mean a thing

When it's just yours...i want

All this love, it don't mean a thing

I'm spread so thin

I need something to believe in.