歌詞
You’ve got a face like a wet afternoon and I
don’t know what can be troubling you.
You just vacantly stare into occupied space.
All the cutlery there? Well, you just stare on through.
If I move some of these dinner things
out of your field of vision,
could it go some way to helping you
come to some small admission?
Like, maybe you don’t love me,
and maybe never did?
Before our commitments were made,
you really should have said.
It’s such a shame to find out you’re not coping,
it’s such a shame when we’re this far down the line.
I cannot stand any more of your moping,
you know you’ve been wasting my valuable time.
No one will call you a hero for
suffering there in silence,
as we never argued or took part in any
domestic violence.
It's just that you don’t love me,
and probably never did?
Before our commitments were made,
you really should have said.
Written by: John Zealey
