there are always strings attached
when two people are mismatched
straight out of the gate
the bull is bucking hard
teeth are loosened and jarred
trampled sod is our fate
when that bull throws us to the ground

we got to cut those strings
we got to cut those ties
the happiness it brings
cuts the grey out of blue skies

love blooms when it's ready
helps the heart beat steady
the world spins around
that's the way it should be
breathing deep, breathing free
as we land face down
when that bull throws us to the ground

we got to cut those strings
we got to cut those ties
oh the joy that it brings
cuts the grey out of blue skies

we're gonna get hurt
we're gonna lose our shirt
we're gonna get busted up
zoom in for our close-up
we're gonna get smeared
and then we're gonna get jeered
we're gonna grin and bear it
that's just what love does
it's just what we do
in a less than perfect world

we'll keep cutting those strings
we'll keep cutting those ties
how long till others realize
all the joy that it brings
in cutting the grey out of our skies