When routine parts hard, and ambitions alone, And resentment rides high,
Stilly motions won't grow, And we're changing our ways,
And taking different roles, Why is the bedroom so cold,
And turned away on your side, And is my timing that flawed,
And our respect run so dry, Yet they still disappear,
And our waves capped through our life,
Do you cry out in your sleep, And all my feelings exposed,
And get a taste in my mouth, And desperation takes hold,
And there's something so good, Just can't function no more,
And love, love will tear us apart again,
And love, love will tear us apart again,
And love, love will tear us apart again,
And love, love will tear us apart again,
