Falling Out Of Love (With You)

In an old silver line I was yours, you were mine I was hoarse, you were mean We designed drum machines But every day in every way I'm falling out of love with you Every kiss means less and less I'm falling out of love with you Every hour kills a flower I'm falling out of love with you You just bore me more and more I'm falling out of love with you And it sounds just like drums I was young, you were dumb Now you're older and I'm wiser We designed synthesizers But every day in every way I'm falling out of love with you Every kiss means less and less I'm falling out of love with you Every hour kills a flower I'm falling out of love with you You just bore me more and more I'm falling out of love with you