Dented bodies, broken souls

Wilted roses, hearts grow cold

Unhappy endings and shattered dreams

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Where's the candlelight, where's the smiles

Man this place goes on for miles

There's heaps and heaps of wedding rings

Equal space for tramps and kings



There's no doberman dogs or security guards at the love junkyard

Open twenty four hours, come as you are, yeah, to the love junkyard



Tanks of teardrops shed in vain

Mixin with the pouring rain

Promises go up in smoke

Freight cars full of abandoned hurt and hope



There's no doberman dogs or security guards at the love junkyard

Open twenty four hours, come as you are, yeah, to the love junkyard



Tiny trysts or grand affairs, there's no more need for teddy bears

The time for pretty words has past, so fly the flag of love half mast

At the love junkyard, yeah



There's no dobermans though or security guards at the love junkyard

Open twenty four hours, bring your broken heart, to the love junkyard



To the love, to the love junkyard

Is that you, is that you, is that you baby, is that you...

Look what I've done for you ...