You don't
bring me flowers
You don't sing me love songs
When I come
through the door at the end of the day
You couldn't wait to love me
Now
after lovin' me late at night
When it's good for you, babe
Well, you just roll over
And you turn out the light
It used to be so
natural (Used to be)
But used-to-be's don't
count anymore
They just lay on the
floor 'til we
sweep them away
And baby, I remember
How to tell you goodbye
How to tell you goodbye
You don't sing to me
And you don't sing me love songs