You turn away from my outstretched hand
You turn inside to a distant land
Good things I do are never seen
Bad things are on a cinemascope screen
While there was hope it was worth a try
I'd be satisfied to satisfy
You've often said = "Honey it takes work"
You are my king I am your serf
I don't reach you anymore - anymore
I don't reach you anymore
We started out with an appetite
We have not loved in a hundred nights
I'm so ashamed I don't complain
I hide in sleep, you do the same
Where there was trust now there is fear
Everything found can disappear
I don't want roses everyday
But oh I hate to have to say
When mornin' comes we get out of bed
"Have a nice day" - "wish you were dead"
We don't mean either anymore
Without goodbye we're out the door