There’s no way that it sounds okay   There’s someone else   Take a deep breath and:   How was your day?   Are you okay?   I’m making tea   D’you want to help me?      And when the night comes (night comes)   You tell sweet stories all about the moon   But my mind’s drifting (drifting)   Stars dancing to another's tune      Sunday morning, coffee in bed   Spilt on the sheets   Tearful and clumsy   Try again, but still I can’t speak   It’s not okay   Wish you could fool me      You ask what’s wrong, and (what's wrong?)   You take my hand as I walk for the door   You hold my head up (head up)   But guilty eyes turn to the floor      Sometimes we just need to be told   As if the words justify anger   One last effort to stop it unfold   Talk of a friend   You look me daggers      You stop the small talk (small talk)   You take my hand as I walk for the door   You say I’ve nice eyes (nice eyes)   But that you loved me more before