Spy vs. Spy

I was standing there on that Sunday afternoon and oh, I was spent, and oh-so-lonesome too
But still I was curious and had thing on my mind
Oh, how I can't sleep, or leave my woes behind
But I must confess that might have accidentally watched you undress from that rundown, abandoned victorian across the street
The one place where I hoped that we would first meet
But there's somethin' about our love that I can't take
And I'm leavin' you, woe
If I stay, then I'll go right outta my mind

This love is the only thing that keeps me hangin' on
This love, is the only thing

It's the only thing that only thing that keeps me hangin'
It's the only thing
The only thing