(One love is breaking in two) Two lonely people drinking alone both with a lot on their minds Each of them thinking the others untrue killing their pain with the wine On two separate barstools in two separate bars sit two separate fools me and you Lost in two foolish worlds built by two doubting minds while one love is breaking in two I picture you at a party somewhere having the time of your life You can see me in some other man's arms pretending that I'm not your wife On two separate barstools... While one love is breaking in two