Cruel, cruel, cruel
All that you thought
You’d never have
You hold in your hands
All that you thought
You’d never love
Is right here above you
It’s cruel, cruel, cruel

All that you thought would disappear
Is waiting right here
All that you hold deep in your soul
Can never be sold
For all we know

These days are all numbered
And things can get better I know
Lord, ‘cause I’ll be the first and the last one to go
Lord, it’s a cruel, cruel, world
For all we know

These days are all numbered
And things will get better I hope
Lord, ‘cause I’ll be the first and the last one to go
Lord, it’s a cruel, cruel world without love