You don't bring me flowers
You don't sing me love songs
You hardly talk to me anymore
When I come through the door at the end of the day
I remember
When you couldn't wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after loving me late at night
When it's good for you, babe
And you're feeling all right
When you just roll over
And turn out the light
And you don't bring me flowers anymore
It used to be so natural (it used to be…)
To talk about forever (mmm…)
But used-to-bes don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor
Till we sweep them away
Baby, I remember all the things you taught me
I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry
Well, I learned how to love and I learned how to lie
So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
(So you think
I could learn how to tell you goodbye)
You don't bring me flowers anymore…
Well, you think
I could learn how to tell you goodbye…
You don't say you need me
And you don't sing me love songs
You don't bring me flowers anymore…