Im running out of room
Dont make me say it
There is nothing left in me
Dont make me
Too much for hotel rooms
Dont make me say it
Sleeping pills dont make me
There is no love left in your eyes
There is love between your thighs
Roll over say goodnight
A morning dog howl in the street
Cup filled tiny hands and feet
Napkin in the drain
Im running out of room
Dont make me say it
There is nothing left in me
Dont make me
Too much for hotel rooms
Dont make me say it
Sleeping pills dont make me
There is no love left in your eyes
There is love between your thighs
Roll over say goodnight
I hate my life I hate my life
Never want another wife
I want the life you think I have
There is no love left in your eyes
There is love between your thighs
Roll over say goodnight
Ive had enough of feeling sick
Youve had enough of feeling sick
The sugar never helps
I hate my life I hate my life
Never want another wife
I want the life you think I have
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