what do i do now?

quickly she came dressed up for fame

riding her perfume downstairs

make-up like glue

she danced round the room

to the sound of her corduroy flares

let's go to town

taxis all round

we could stop for a couple of beers

he looks at it all stifles a yawn

she tries not to look like she cares

what do i do now? are we going under?

what did i do wrong?

i thought we had it sorted out the other day

maybe i'm just stupid

can't we try again?

no one told me it was raining

can't face a club

they walk to a nearby pub

watch a couple of bands

draining the glass they walk home at last

reaching for each others hands

nothing is said he goes to bed

dreaming of her on his own

she stays up all week

watching him sleep

scared that she'll wake up alone

oh i'll miss you every day of your life

oh you'll feel it too

you're not that strong

you know i'm on to you

oh i'll miss you every day of your life

maybe when you're dead

i'll get some rest from holding onto you

what do i do now? are we going under?

what did i do wrong?

thought we had it sorted

is there someone else? am i too familiar?

was it when i said i wanted to have children?

tore up all your photos

didn't feel too clever

spent the whole of sunday sticking you together

now i'd like to call but i feel too awkward

some things need explaining

no one told me it was raining