It is true maybe
You never ask for much
But when your heart's been broken
Into tiny little pieces
Who will pick them up?
You know who'll pick them up
(That's just like love to see you through)
You know who'll pick them up
(That's just like love to see you through)
You live with the silence
It wraps your every mood
With tender velvet fingers
And they cling just like the ivy
On a sunny roof
If that's what it takes to prove
That you live with your weakness
You face it every day
But when you play the let's-make-lover's game
Someone has to pay
And you know who'll pay, and pay and pay
(That's just like love to see you through)
You know who's gonna pay and pay and pay
(That's just like love to see you through)
A little of friend, a devil as friend
A little of friend we'll call him love
If your face hurts
Feel like a bruised dog in a dusty street
But you've got lipstick on your feet
Lose your sad and wizened stare
Reach out and I'll be there
I will set your senses alight
And blow them out one by one
(That's just like love to see you through)
And blow them out one by one
(That's just like love to see you through)
You know who's gonna pay
Who pay and pay and pay and pay
(That's just like love to see you through)
A little of devil, a friend, we'll call him love
(That's just like love to see you through)
A little of devil, a friend, we'll call him love
(That's just like love to see you through)
A friend, we'll call him love
(That's just like love to see you through)
That’s Just Like Love was written by Black.
That’s Just Like Love was produced by Mike Hedges & Black.