I was poor in love
I was poor in wealth
I was okay in everything else there was
Oh, I was poor in love
I was poor in love

I was poor in love
I was poor in wealth
I was okay in everything else there was
Oh, I was poor in love
I was poor in love

She took me aside and said-
"Look, I don't do this every day
You got style!... All you've got is style!
I can see it from a mile away"
Oh, I was poor in love
I was poor in love

"You were born OK,
Rich in name alone
Your Jesuit profile will suit
The coming apocalypse!"
Oh, I was poor in love
Poor in love

Why's everybody sing along
Why's everybody sing along
When we built this city on ruins

Why does everybody sing along?
Why does everybody sing along?
When we built this city on ruins?...

On ruins
On ruins
On ruins