You won't love me, You won't leave me
You don't touch me But still so needy
And I don't know if you do it intentionally Somehow you make it my fault
You don't stop talking And I'm just sleepwalking
Course I'm angry, course I'm hurt Looking back at it's so absurd
Course I trusted you and took you at your worst (At your worst)
Who said romance isn't dead? Been no romance since we wed
"Why aren't we fucking baby?" Yeah that's what you said
But you let me think it was me in my head And nothing to do with them girls in your bed
** You don't stop talking And I'm just sleepwalking
See your thoughts forming, baby, stop it, it's 3 in the morning
And I don't know if you do it intentionally Somehow you make it my fault
You don't stop talking And I'm just sleepwalking
I know you've made me your Madonna I wanna be your whore
Baby, it would be my honour Please, sir, can I have some morе?
I could preserve all of your fantasiеs If only you could act them all out with me
You won't love me, you won't leave me
