(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...