(Eric Pressly/Belinda Carlisle)
She could have anything
But still she's down
The happiness that means everything
Is not around
On the outside
It looks like a perfect world
Inside I know what you're thinking
She's too pretty to be sad
She's too rich to cry
She's no different
She's just the same
No one's left out of this loneliness game
She can't find her way out of the loneliness game
No she can't find love
Pearls don't mean a thing
When love's not there
No gold or diamond rings
Can stop the tears
From the outside
You couldn't feel her pain
Inside I know what you're thinking
She's too pretty to be sad
She's too rich to cry
She's no different
She's just the same
No one's left out of this loneliness game
She can't find her way out of the loneliness game
No she can't find love
In the loneliness game, the loneliness game
She lies awake at night
Alone in silence
She reaches for the light
And waits for guidance
She's too pretty to be sad
She's too rich to cry
She's no different, she's just the same
No one's left out of this loneliness game
She can't find her way out of this loneliness game
No she can't buy love
In the loneliness game, the loneliness game...